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Sarah's random journal

Name:
sarahb91
Birthdate:
6 January 1991
Schools:
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I read and write in braille because I can't see well enough to use print. I have two cats, a black one and a gray one. I like messing around on the computer and listening to music.


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 one of the lucky ones, I guess. I survived the attack that left me in a coma
for three weeks, and in another year I will probably be able to walk again.
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 man who died when the paramedics 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 did not 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 who is afraid of telling his loving Christian parents he loves another
male.
Paste this in your bio if you believe homophobia is wrong. Please do your part to
end it.
Thank you to Caitlin [Bad username: amor_demi_alma] for sharing this with me.



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