the lights are dimmed..... on my coffee table is jack, Bacardi and mgd and I'm getting hammered got my feelings hurt today. perhaps I'm just to sensitive for my own good. i feel every cut and it lasts. what is it about me that makes me give a ->-bleeped-<- what people think been called worse then what i was today after all ugly isn't that bad as far as bad goes. i use to be a cop you would think i would have tough skin but nope this one went right to the bone. perhaps its because it was from another t girl that made this cut particularly painful. bah who cares i should be sleeping instead of bleeding on this forum after all i start orientation tomarrow after several months unemployed. but then i don't care about that or the job its meaningless. your up your down the scars never heal they just pile up until until your ugly. anyone want a shot or you could just take one getting hard to notice new wounds anyways they all seam to blend together after a while better off without emotions then the world cant touch you better off surrounded in darkness then the world cant see you better off silenced so the world doesn't have to hear you scream anymore peace be with you if your lucky
Jessi

I'm here Sis,

I'll always be there for you, you know that.

You are more of a woman than any man will ever have. Strength is in us. We are forged in the pit of hell. But we will escape it

Hold on Sis
PM me if you need to talk

Cindy

Hi Jessi. 
I used to be in the job too, I found the uniform and organisation saved me in many ways. I didn't have to continually prove to the rest of the world I was a man. The uniform did that. 
It didn't stop the wounds at a personal level though, and it has taken too many years after I left for them to heal.

You have been through the fire and come out the other side intact. That proves you are made of strong stuff, and can cope with anything now.  Hope the new job works out, and you can move on in your journey.   

Karen.

Hi hon,
don't say you planning to be a statistic? We do go through extreme lows at times, but as Cindy says: "We are forged in hell, and do come out the other side, hey".

Also don't ever forget LIFE MOVES FORWARD!

All this looking back at our scars ain't no good. I almost died just some two weeks ago needing emergency brain-ops. How sweet life can be if the sun is still shining and you have a caring person to speak to. LIFE IS GOOD... we just sometime tend to forget.

Have a good cry and scream down the heavens for so much the better, but FGS let's all come out the other side! PLEASE.

We sure here are all caring.
Strength, and hug
Axelle

Jesse, I am so sorry to see you were treated like that-you don't deserve it so let that thought just float away into the past never to be seen again. You know who you are and know already that all trans people are not nice to other trans people. Put this person in your past and get moving forward again. Hold your head high knowing this person is not your friend. The fact that this bothers you to the degree it does tells me that you operate on a higher plane than this other person who hurt your feelings in such a way as this. Feel sorry for them that they will not get to know the real you.

Randi

thanks and hugs
jessi

Jesse, you can call me for back-up any time.
Karen

thanks justmeinoz i appreciate it really and same for miss cindy james my inspiration to keep doing this
jessi

Hi Jess,

Your awake and lively? In time for fireworks and sitting on a peaceful mountain perhaps. Glad to see you around.

lord cat my hero and other reason to keep doing this one day i hope to meet this hot guy who has captured my heart
jessi