"People change not because one fine day they wake up and think, "I feel like changing," but because the pain of maintaining the status quo is finally greater than the pain of transformation. Sometimes people“s lives get so untenable that they have no choice but to strip themselves down of all game plans and all scams and say: the only way out here is to be naked".
-Richard Price-
Stolen from movieboy's LJ. Cheers.
-Richard Price-
Stolen from movieboy's LJ. Cheers.
Quote stolen from molding-me's Journal. Thanks for that:
Waiting..
How about the doctor's office? Should I take you through, step by step? Have a seat and wait. If you are trans, you know how to wait. You waited fourteen years to hear a word that described you. Then three more years for the fear to subside so you could claim it. Then two years before you told anyone. You'll wait indefinitely to hear it spoken with a respect you can trust. You may wait the rest of your life before you stop suspecting they're all humouring you.
Poetry classroom. Fluorescent lights and you still say that we are all women here. I'm not a woman. It's so akward for me when you say that. Sorry, I didn't realise. I know you didn't realise. It's not safe here because you forget. You look right at me and you don't see me. And I am use to this but I want to expect more. This is my life. Do not erase me anymore. I used to let everyone else write me, but always read myself against the grain. I am writting myself now: do you read me?
-Darin Isaac Blue
Waiting..
How about the doctor's office? Should I take you through, step by step? Have a seat and wait. If you are trans, you know how to wait. You waited fourteen years to hear a word that described you. Then three more years for the fear to subside so you could claim it. Then two years before you told anyone. You'll wait indefinitely to hear it spoken with a respect you can trust. You may wait the rest of your life before you stop suspecting they're all humouring you.
Poetry classroom. Fluorescent lights and you still say that we are all women here. I'm not a woman. It's so akward for me when you say that. Sorry, I didn't realise. I know you didn't realise. It's not safe here because you forget. You look right at me and you don't see me. And I am use to this but I want to expect more. This is my life. Do not erase me anymore. I used to let everyone else write me, but always read myself against the grain. I am writting myself now: do you read me?
-Darin Isaac Blue
Why is it on somedays I feel so excited about resolving all the gender stuff. And other times it gets me down so bad. I mean, its an awesome day outside and I have barely moved from my room. I feel like shit. It all seems way too much to deal with. ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
This journal is just about to properly kick-off.
And its going to be friends only.
Let me know if you want in!
And its going to be friends only.
Let me know if you want in!
