Yo just your friendly reminder that you are who and what you say you are no matter how others perceive you. Reminder that expressing yourself and who you are should never come second to expressing your gender/orientation. Reminder that gender and orientation are PART of who you are and that may be a huge or small part but it doesn't make up your whole identity. It overlays on who you are. That means however you express yourself, simply as yourself, IS how you express your gender/orientation because it's just a piece of what makes you, you. And you are what you say you are. Reminder that finding the right label can be thrilling, but don't get caught up in the societal checklist that often comes with labels. Labels are not boxes. They shouldn't feel like restraints. They should feel like freedom.
So just a friendly reminder that what you wear, how you look, sound and act doesn't ever invalidate your gender/orientation. I believe you are who and what you say you are.
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Vulnerability torn between the need to cry into the soft lap of love,
While having to find the strength to carry my whole self.
An escaped high pitched giggle with the deep undertones of a shy correction,
Laughing more at the silliness in my insecurities.
How many questions do we need to ask until we find an answer?
How lost do we need to become until we find ourselves?
How many pieces do we need to break into until we realize we were never broken in the first place?
How many times does my heart need to feel drained of its capacity,
only to realize it was always full,
I’m not searching for anything but a pick axe to chip away at the layers of society branded on my skin,
Slowly unearthing the soul beneath.
But as I work through my bitterness I remember sharp objects cause wounds,
What I am really looking for is soft.
A tool might chisel the marble into beauty, but it is the love within the mind that brought it out in the first place.
I have not been born in the wrong body,
I have simply been created in reverse.
And though my hand might fall heavy as it continues to discover the sculpture underneath,
It is love,
that spurs the will to be.