my dream

Have you ever been rejected for something unfair, for your apperace, your voice, your age, your skin, your weight, your gender?

 

What if you were trapped forever in that momemnt? Knowing that you could change or move on to something better if only…

 

person finding out and hurting me, and why becuase of mind my heart, my very soul are all female. My looksI live with the if only everyday. In many ways I am diffrunt. Yet I want at least in one way to be normal. How? I only want to be what I really am, who I really am. I am a younge woman, but part of my body is male. It plauges me and makes me stand apart. It holds me hostage and makes me despise my own body. My my attuide, my all but one part. People, esspaily men reject me for this, causing me to be isolated, and hurt. I think if only… if only I could change this, then I would be able to be happy. I try so hard to help others and make them happy. I fear the wrong the same reason I dont like myself.

 

Does it makes sence to wound me futher? Is a harsh jugdment all that can be given? How? How can I be jugded? Do you know what its like to be at war with your own body? Still most people are sympathic to a degree. Still they dont understand, and I always wonder what they think of me. Do they think I am a freak, or do they know that I am a girl, a sad girl who only wants to be seen as she really is!

 

This site is for many reasons, to let people know that myself and those like me are normal in there own minds and hearts, that we care and we hurt. That we hold a pain that cannot be described. It is also to ask for help, to heal me, and maybe intime those like me. I am poor and have little hope of evolving, think about how hard it is for someone like me to find a job, and keep it. Let alone a good one. There are some who have and I am proud of them, to rise above all this, to evole to there true selfs. Maybe I am more sensitive, or weak in someway. It hurts so much, to think that I may never aford to fix myself to get the surgury to save me! No my body isnt dying but something else is, and does everytime someone finds out, everytime i remember what is there.

 

Maybe my words arnt right or maybe I am asking in the wrong way, but I plead please help me, with information, with money, with prayers or most important understanding! Not just about me or those like me, but of all people who may be diffrunt in any way. That is my dream.