I already posted this in my journal but I don't know what x-posting is/or means. but i'll post it here too for support. The one in my journal is titled 'thuggy thugs' and its only like 3 sentences but it may at least give an idea of how i feel. maybe
"I got mad today because some fag-hag thug girl was being *mean and she called me a boy andd threw a rock at me which hit me in the back.
i became suicidal later for a period of time, so i went to the hospital, but i didn't wanna stay at the psyche ward again so i left with my girlfriend.
thats it.
i fucking hate everyone"
So I feel "OK" now because im at my girlfriends house and i'm safe and warm. I'm still nervous. and the tranny-bashing made me insane with rage. I'm not part of the trans-rage community so i can't post there. I was downtown walking down the commons with my wig in my hand and my eyes full of tears and rage, and i did the very best i could to supress my rage.
although i was shouting "fuck all you goddamn fake hippies and you white trash, and you fake anti-opressive fucks, and you goddamn people who stand up for something. you fucking horrible people, its all shit, this place is shit and so is the trash that lives here. It's bad enough that i live in a small-town where this shit happens daily..but i expect it there."
and really, ithaca is such a "peace + loving" kinda town. its all bullshit. when the trash comes out. its worse than my home town. No matter how angry i was at her, i DID NOT deserve to be physically attacked. My FIRST physical abuse for being trans happened to me BY A FAG HAG.
"The Black Cloud gathers smothers my Brain
As i cry another tear in this struggle of Pain
Another hurdle to clear is it all the same
Is the conquest of pain my only Aim?
The Pain has got to Stop, it's eating into me,
My apathy upholds this misery,
this hatred for myself will Destroy me
If i don't to give it the love it needs
Have you ever realised you must love Yourself
if you don't than can you love anybody else?
Nobody can reach you through your personal hell
Youll just eat yourself away in your tourtured shell."
"I got mad today because some fag-hag thug girl was being *mean and she called me a boy andd threw a rock at me which hit me in the back.
i became suicidal later for a period of time, so i went to the hospital, but i didn't wanna stay at the psyche ward again so i left with my girlfriend.
thats it.
i fucking hate everyone"
So I feel "OK" now because im at my girlfriends house and i'm safe and warm. I'm still nervous. and the tranny-bashing made me insane with rage. I'm not part of the trans-rage community so i can't post there. I was downtown walking down the commons with my wig in my hand and my eyes full of tears and rage, and i did the very best i could to supress my rage.
although i was shouting "fuck all you goddamn fake hippies and you white trash, and you fake anti-opressive fucks, and you goddamn people who stand up for something. you fucking horrible people, its all shit, this place is shit and so is the trash that lives here. It's bad enough that i live in a small-town where this shit happens daily..but i expect it there."
and really, ithaca is such a "peace + loving" kinda town. its all bullshit. when the trash comes out. its worse than my home town. No matter how angry i was at her, i DID NOT deserve to be physically attacked. My FIRST physical abuse for being trans happened to me BY A FAG HAG.
"The Black Cloud gathers smothers my Brain
As i cry another tear in this struggle of Pain
Another hurdle to clear is it all the same
Is the conquest of pain my only Aim?
The Pain has got to Stop, it's eating into me,
My apathy upholds this misery,
this hatred for myself will Destroy me
If i don't to give it the love it needs
Have you ever realised you must love Yourself
if you don't than can you love anybody else?
Nobody can reach you through your personal hell
Youll just eat yourself away in your tourtured shell."