LGBT

I've gone through 30 years of fucking hell since coming out. Friends abandoning me. Family disowning me. Two who tried "conversion therapy" via attempted murder. One with a knife, the other with a baseball bat. A so-called "good friend" who used his fists to "beat the homo out of me." The last relative I have is my dad, and considering how he wanted to "he" and "Bruce" Caitlyn Jenner just last month... What the hell happens when I say "Hey, Dad? I started HRT?" Yeah. There goes the last of my family.

I've been told how ugly I am. How I'm an abomination. How I'm going to hell. I've had the cops in my face because "Someone called us and said you're preying on children," when I've never done a thing to a child. "Groomers"? For some of us, this is nothing new.. We've gotten the "groomer" shit for decades.

I've had Chappelle's "comedy" thrown in my face, right outside my front door.

I come here and get told how fighting for my human rights isn't worth it. How the real victim is Chappelle (and now that fucker Gervais), because "censorship". I get confronted and discriminated against. I get told to respect the science, and think it's okay to debate my life and my thoughts and my feelings and my rights.

I've been tired and hurt and heartbroken for a long time. I come here thinking this is a safe space because the Democratic party and Joe Biden support trans rights and trans health care... And instead I hear about genetics and get told to "grow a thicker skin."

I want people to see how much this has all hurt, and how much damage this has caused.

How much? I'm a few days away from my birthday. Why would I even want to see it? The only thing I want is to see my partner again...

liver cancer took her in 2008.