GENDER DYSPHORIA. DOUBT
Doubt crawls back in ever so softly and gently, with illusions that almost eluded me
GENDER DYSPHORIA. WRITING. SELF-PRESERVATION. TRANSITIONING
I was posed with this question: “How are you able to write with depth and clarity and immerse yourself in deep raw emotions?”
GENDER DYSPHORIA
An upside-down world of surrealism it seems to feel, unreal and magical, breathtaking and mesmerizing
IDENTITY CRISIS
How do you come to terms with yourself when every single second of your life is tormented by your own invalidity of your own identity?
STATE OF ALLOWANCE
It allows me to be free and let go of emotional burdens. It allows me to reconnect to my Self
LIES, SELF-DECEPTION, TRUTH, AUTHENTICITY
There is a definite shift in my inner world towards healing, a progress nonetheless, however I am not able to define or visualize or feel what it is yet
FIRE, CLIFF, DIVE
A friend asked me this question yesterday:
“Why do you have to do this now?”
My answer was, “because if I don’t, I’ll die”
WHO IS THIS VISITOR?
Society demanded. Basic survival instincts triggered. The fragile little boy responded. Life-or-death dilemma at tender age. Pressured to adapt. People pleaser he became
ANGER COMES KNOCKING
For far too long I’ve pushed anger away as an annoying visitor who comes unannounced to cause mountains of damaging unpleasantness
DECEPTIVE SURREALISM
My exhausted muscles ache and throb with feelings of being torn limb from limb from the jostling, pushing, pulling, tumbling, and spinning uncontrollably in every which direction