I am a twenty year old that doesnt know the day it started but I knew that I was not going to be a person who hurts other feelings or physically. I want to help others and if takes showing that im still alive day by day then so be it. With that said im glad i can share things with people who might just get it more than some in this world.
When Equal Is Just A Sugar Substitute
People are butts about gender sometimes! So here is a comic talking about how it really isn’t a big deal!
When I was with James this week I wrote a little poem about gender
and decided to draw a comic for said poem.Hope you guys enjoy!
You tell me why straight parents can raise kids that abuse animals, do drugs,go to prison but a lesbian couple with professional degrees cant have their family. Whether or not you agree its fucked up. Next time you wonder why there are so many foster kids and no good homes……you got it because good, hard working people that happen to be lesbian apparently cant do a better job then their straight drug spun out counterparts….
we heal
as a team
or we are going to crumble.
Inch by inch
play by play
till we’re finished.
We are in hell right now, gentlemen
believe me
and
we can stay here
and get the shit kicked out of us
or
we can fight our way
back into the light.
We can climb out of hell.
One inch, at a time.”
Al Pacino- “Any Given Sunday”
http://essaysfromexodus.scripting.com/stories/storyReader$1492
Im conflicted by relationships and i mean that in a generalized sense, where friends become lovers and lovers become friends, where friends that respected you once now flicker with an almost secretive here and there thought to how you feel,where coming to find out that even with the figurative “steel shield” on..emotions can still be brought up. How does one answer to his own conscious about feeling bad for being happy or for that matter ,putting on a show. Answers do not come easy in this life sometimes it takes someone to remind you that love does exist in your life, whether that be maternal love or another type. Finding words to protect or maybe rebuttal to hurt and pain to the forefront of you mind is easy but for the sake of not making someone feel like you do, pause and reflect internally. I have yet to find how not to become that person that feels for others pain as if it were my own. I find it that I take my pain and suffering ,for no better descriptive phrase , out on someone I love with all my heart and would die for me. This life confuses yet intrigues me to question more and find an outlet to find that greener grass on some other side. Truthfully I believe there are others with this problem and have the same questions I do. How do we find a better reality when we want the people in the reality that has us so consumed in that hurt? God is naturally an answer and to be honest, prayers never worked as a child, trying to promise myself with some perfect being to show me the way, yet I lost that desire to lie to myself and instead to search on my own. I know the only person that I will always have in the end to clarify the experiences is me.Its the truth, a fact that really applies to everyone of us. Finding those words to describe and explain yourself to another is so difficult, harder by the day it seems, when in reality all you need to do is spit out what you really need to and not candy coat a human reality. We all need an outlet, maybe writing this is a way for me to test another one, maybe finding it ok to not be ok with everything. I just ask one more question before I’m done, has anyone woken up from this abyss in their mind and finally been able to see the wall you have put up to protect yourself? Maybe only me but today is a very good day in that sense, I see the reason that people must have someone to be able to pass the bad emotions to, its hard to find that outlet, but im done being one and done giving my pain to the persons that don’t deserve it. Today is day 1.
