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Interlude 6 - Pain


I will never have the look that I want.
I will never have the body that I want.
I will never be able to dress the way that I want to dress.
I will never be beautiful.
I will never be pretty.
I will never be sexy.
I will never really be the woman that I feel that I am.
I will always be ugly.
I will always be hideous.
I will always be disgusting.
I will always be trapped.
I will always hate my body.
I will always hate myself.
I will always be male.
I can do nothing to change this.
I can do nothing.
I wish I were braver.
I wish I could take that final step.
I wish I could leave this pain behind.
I wish people would listen to my cries.
I wish I could cry louder in order to be heard.
I am dying inside but no one can see.
I hurt.
I ache.
I long for release.
I hate this.
I hate the jealousy I feel when I look at other women.
I hate how they can be so lucky and not know it.
I hate how I can never be like them.
I hate how cheated I feel.
I know that God doesn’t care.
I have cried out to the heavens.
I have heard the silence in response.
I don’t know what to do.
I just want it to end.
I cry in my soul.
I am tired.
I am weak.
I know this pain will never end.
- Arylin Michelle (4/22/1999)

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