Lo I'm not going to neg rep you, as I don't really like the rep system to begin with.
I'm just going to ask you to depart my thread, and to refrain from participating in any other threads I create.
No I have no power to keep you off them, and I am not going to hissy fit or report anything you post if you refuse. But, I am still hoping you understand, I don't consider your comments entirely welcome.
You seem to think I live on the forum. I might not return to a thread simply because there is more to life than a forum, any forum. Sorry if I was not able to keep you entertained.
Please excuse your self from my presence. I suspect I would not like you in person. You clearly are only interested in your own opinions.
You really should try and consider committing to something though. You seem to want to walk down the middle of the road in life.
I some times wonder, if people really understand the words on the screen. Stealth, it means to hide. If you are female and you are dressed as female, and you are a transwoman like me, and the people around you can't tell you are TG, and they think you are cis female, it isn't stealth to just leave them to their incorrect conclusions. You are not required to go through life with a sign around your neck proclaiming your life history 'just to make sure they don't make any mistakes, or come to any incorrect conclusions.
Stealth is a transwoman wearing men's clothing for fear of being revealed to be TG in an environment where it could cause serious harm to the TG individual. Stealth is deliberate deception. If I walk down the street in a wig and a artificial bust wearing a nice skirt and very modest makeup and I get treated like a female by casual passers by, that isn't 'stealth' that is simply me realizing a dream of looking as good on the outside as the me does on the inside.
Now, if some of you simply can't read my posts, as simple comments, I can't help ya there. I am NOT demanding anything. Hell if I am going to post demands, I'll start telling you to send me money eh.
Anatta, heheh the idea I am not being totally honest with myself is hilarious.
I don't know, I suppose society is just so utterly and completely based on lies so much so that people simply can't actually cope with the fact I am exactly that, brutally honest. I suck at lying. There's never any writing between the lines in my posts. I don't do inuendo.
Look to the left, the expression under my name, above the avatar. I took some effort to arrive at that one.
The main reason people CAN'T routinely cope with me, is I AM the real deal.
I feel sad for people like Lo, because clearly Lo lives in one of those parts of the world where it sucks to be TG.
You can see it in her comments. She's not really angry at me, she's angry because she can't be me.
I live in Ontario Canada, and contrary to most of the Americans in America, THIS is the land of milk and honey. This is the bastion of freedom.
It's not my fault I was born here though.
What do I want from life?
Well it is not easy to list anything without sounding spoiled and privileged.
I just want to be me.
Sadly life is not interested in letting me be a parent of 3. And life said no to running a business. Life said no to owning a home and a shop.
I have put my foot down though on TG. Life is not telling me I can't live the rest of my years as a woman.
But I am not going to be spending effort making sure they know why I look the way I look. I'm not obligated to do that.
The boy that walks past me with his pants near off, he l looks stupid, so what, that's his business.
The girl that walks past me in jeans with a dozen holes in them looks stupid, so what, that's her business.
The guy that walks past with his great big beer gut draped way over his belt, ok as long as he's ok with the effect it has on his health, that's his business.
I look the way I look, and no doubt people like that above will be talking to themselves saying whatever it is they say.
Humans are inherently judgmental. It's all about what do you do with it though.
I found inner peace about hmm 10 years ago actually. It had nothing to do with any of my TG situation though.
I had spent many years in limbo, and then had a passing fancy with religion again with the Mormon faith. Then I had a breaking point moment.
I stopped denying all the years of learning I had done. My education brings me great inner peace. I have seen so much. I just needed to accept it.
I have seen the cosmos through the eyes of Hubble, and gazed at the immense wonder of all that is visible. I have been humbled at how small I can seem, and yet I am a part of it. I can look back over billions and billions of years of the truly awesome spectacle of life and see the sheer magnitude of it all. And I am just such a tiny spec in that stream. But I am still a part of it.
My name is Lesley Roberta and I don't need anything else actually.
Life is just life. It isn't fair or kind, or mean or horrible. I don't resent my life. But I try to go around some of the hills, and not over all of them