I looked in the mirror today and realized I am beautiful.
I understand that that sounds pretty cocky, narcissistic and conceited, but it's not. It's a statement of the simple fact that I like the way I look. Yes, I recognize that my jaw is too big to be classically feminine, and my shoulders are too wide, my hips too narrow. I see my physical flaws and I see that they are meaningless. I see strength and courage and gentleness and sweetness. I see love. I have come to like and respect myself a great deal. I don't want to be someone else, not any more.
That statment also recognizes that others may find me beautiful. Not everyone, no, but many may do so – some who would be surprised to learn that I'm transsexual.
More than that, though – I see that I am beautiful as being transsexual, as bridging the chasm between the sexes, as exhibiting an amalgamation of those characteristics that are divided among the sexes. I am male and female.
And I will stand here before the world and testify that it is good.
5 comments:
YAAAAAYYYY!!!
We think you're beautiful too, sweetie!
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"I see strength and courage and gentleness and sweetness. I see love."
And who among us wouldn't find those attributes you enumerated to be the paragon of beauty.
Time and time again I've seen your beauty here leap from these cyberpages, leaving me stunned and breathless.
Thank you for being you.
"More than that, though – I see that I am beautiful as being transsexual, as bridging the chasm between the sexes, as exhibiting an amalgamation of those characteristics that are divided among the sexes. I am male and female."
Excellent observation!
You are the image and likeness of
God: "masculine wisdom and feminine love." S&H
Awww! Y'all are too sweet!
This is such a nice addition thanks!!!
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