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Why am I so scared? I just want to tell one person, one person close to me. I need to take one step in the right direction. One giant leap to becoming the real me. I know several people I can trust with the truth, who I trust wont share it. But I still cant tell people I am a woman inside. Why cant I share myself with people I trust? I am at a point where it hurts more and more to stay a man. Most days I have dark fantasies of performing surgery on myself to correct it.Of turning myself into the woman I should be. I hate looking in the mirror, I hate what I see. The man in the mirror just taunts me with his cruel existence. I don't know w

The Mirror in the Mourning They say mirrors reflect the true person back at them, but I don't believe that. A mirror simply reflects back 'reality', what other people see... Not the person behind the image. They say mirrors never lie, but I don't believe that. It is in their nature to reflect the bad, makes everything seem worse... They hide the real you. A mirror is simply a piece of glass, Reflects the bad, never the good. Reflects what others see, Not the real you. But what if you aren't that person behind the mirror? What if you look completely different, inside? What if, instead of all the small imperfections, You reflect t

"..policy from Washington State University that has addressed this issue apparently with great success: "Locker Room and Restroom Accessibility:Transgender individuals shall not be forced to use the locker room correspondingto their gender assigned at birth. In locker rooms that involve undressing in frontof others, transgender individuals who want to use the locker room in accordancewith the individual's consistently asserted gender identity will be provided with theavailable accommodation that best meets the needs and privacy concerns of allinvolved. Based on availability and appropriateness to address privacyconcerns, such accommodations

I have a confession A secret Of sorts It's not a joke A phase Or a hope I had a scared thought So long ago now Judgment and fear It intrigued me On new levels Of sensation and change I feel as though I am trapped Perhaps here Or perhaps in life I want to admit now That I am changing To better my survival My body may be foreign With these God-awful breasts and hips But I can transform That's what I do I have a confession A secret Of sorts I am a human Perhaps you can't see But I promise you'll find I don't lie Gender is beneath me I want to be free I will transform Just wait and you'll see.