Thursday, March 08, 2007

Forgive and forget

More email stuff

I am the boy who never finished high school, because I got called a fag everyday
I am the girl kicked out of her home because I confided in my mother that I am a lesbian.
I am the prostitute working the streets because nobody will hire a transsexual woman.
I am the sister who holds her gay brother tight through the painful, tear-filled nights.
We are the parents who buried our daughter long before her time.
I am the man who died alone in the hospital because they would not let my partner of twenty-seven years into the room.
I am the foster child who wakes up with nightmares of being taken away from the two fathers who are the only loving family I have ever had. I wish they could adopt me.
I am not one of the lucky ones. I killed myself just weeks before graduating high school. It was simply too much to bear.
We are the couple who had the realtor hang up on us when she found out we wanted to rent a one-bedroom for two men.
I am the person who never knows which bathroom I should use if I want to avoid getting the management called on me.
I am the mother who is not allowed to even visit the children I bore, nursed, and raised. The court says I am an unfit mother because I now live with another woman.
I am the domestic-violence survivor who found the support system grow suddenly cold and distant when they found out my abusive partner is also a woman.
I am the domestic-violence survivor who has no support system to turn to because I am male.
I am the father who has never hugged his son because I grew up afraid to show affection to other men.
I am the home-economics teacher who always wanted to teach gym until someone told me that only lesbians do that.
I am the woman who died when the EMTs stopped treating me as soon as they realized I was transsexual.
I am the person who feels guilty because I think I could be a much better person if I didnt have to always deal with society hating me.
I am the man who stopped attending church, not because I don't believe, but because they closed their doors to my kind.
I am the person who has to hide what this world needs most, love.
I am the person ashamed to tell my own friends im a lesbian, because they constantly make fun of them.
I am the boy tied to a fence, beaten to a bloody pulp and left to die because two straight men wanted to "teach me a lesson"
I am the man who offered a place to wait for someone waiting on the street and had my skull crushed and neck stabbed because I mention he was cute.

So, I took a shower today to try out my new shower. I couldnt' get any hot water. I really hate cold showers. So, I got out wrapped myself in a towel, wrapped my bathrobe around that, grabbed a pair of undies and some jeans and went downstairs for a hot rinse. I called the plumber and he said he thought he adjusted it enough. Ther's an extra temperature adjuster on the shower so you don't have to adjust it when you turn it on, it wouldn't go past the connection between the red and blue (cold and hot). Apparenetly he didn't think I like some hot or even warm water in my shower. Actually I'm one of those people that LOVE scalding hot showers.


Brent said...

The first part of this post and the last part totally don't intertwine.

WW said...

Yeah, well welcome to my mind. The world doesn't always make sense in here, but it works for me. At least you can leave my mind, I'm stuck in it forever.