I'm Genderqueer and Lesbian.
There is no part of me that wishes to play the game of "gender". I don't much care for it. I spent so long wearing a mask, forced to be what someone else wanted of me.
It's tiring.
Now, I follow the beat of my song.
I might be a depressed goliath of a creature, but I refuse to let anyone tell me how things are going to be.
I've spent the majority of my life being abused, mocked and pushed into corners I never wanted to be a part of. From my abusive mother, to an abusive ex partner I have been through hell.
Never allowed to just be. To exist without someone breathing down my neck, whispering in my ear. Telling me how I will live my life, under their hold…
It's refreshing, and terrifying to finally be free from their grasp.
At 33, I finally have a say in my life and I won't let anyone take that from me.
There will not be another boot on my fucking neck.
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