Inner turmoil is the result of either not being true to oneself, or of harming others/being harmed by others. I did have suicidal thoughts. Now I don’t, because I’m being my true self, instead of trying to fit into this misshapen box. Sometimes things people say will bother me a bit, but since I’m surrounded by love and support, things never become too much for me to bear. And that’s really the key here to living a healthy life: social support. This is why the It Gets Better campaign is so important. It won’t get better unless we make it better, all of us together.
I always say how bullied I am, but no one listens, what do I have to do so people will listen to me?
The late 14-year-old Jamey Rodemeyer, a victim of relentless anti-gay bullying, tagged “last rant”. How many more have to die before people will realize it doesn’t get better until we make it better?
Perhaps I’m a transphobic bigot [trigger warning], but I honestly think waiting a measly 36 months to cut your dick is a sacrifice any father should be willing to make for his 15-year-old son. Call me old-fashioned. Unfortunately, your ex wasn’t willing to make that sacrifice (selfish tranny!), or it never occurred to him to make that sacrifice (stupid tranny!).
Tell me, anyone, has he ever apologized and taken back what he said? Anyone? Bueller…?
I’ve decided not to kill myself. A lovely friend of mine pointed out that if I killed myself, it might damage the morale of trans-people or hurt them. While I’d love to upset and hurt cis-people as much as possible, I will never ever hurt a trans* person unless they’re being bigoted about something else, and thus I will stay alive. I’m not staying alive because I like being alive though, just to not hurt other transpepole. I hate being alive to be honest.
Maybe it’s selfish that I like you better alive, and I’m not ready to give up another member of the trans* population to the sick twisted satisfaction of people who believe we’re better off dead. But you know what, I think I’m okay with being a horribly selfish person in this case, if it means that we who are the beautiful kind get even a single extra person shining our brilliance in this world for just one more day.