The pursuit of truth has shattered barriers I never dreamt would be broken.
From my closet I stare and yearn for a life I've begun to have hope in.
Disclosure to some results in comments like "HA! you've got to be jokin".
But now this towel I hold in my hand, called fear, it's time for it to be thrown in.
I've taken the first step, expecting to see fires, But nothing seems to be smokin.
Fear of rejection still lingers, But all I see are the fingers from the arms that are held wide open.
They are calming my fears, drying my tears, and reminding me that my life is something to have hope in.
This was written shortly after I came out as a trans woman in this world of hate. I found that not everyone is as unaccepting as I believed all my life. They showed me that life does go on, even if your afraid it won't. There will be someone who cares about you, this includes me.
YOU ARE WORTHY TO BE LOVE AND ACCEPTED TOO. HAVE HOPE AND EMBRACE YOURSELF!
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