greengirl011

Ok time for a change; like getting rid of my old journal entry, and making something short.

That is all.

Am the mother who is not allowed to even visit the children I bore, nursed, and raised. The court says I am an unfit mother because I now live with another woman.

I am the boy who never finished high school, because I got called a fag everyday

I am the girl kicked out of her home because I confided in my mother that I am a lesbian.

I am the one working the streets because nobody will hire a transsexual woman.

I am the sister who holds her gay brother tight through the painful, tear-filled nights.

We are the parents who buried our daughter long before her time.

I am the man who died alone in the hospital because they would not let my partner of twenty-seven years into the room.

I am the foster child who wakes up with nightmares of being taken away from the two fathers who are the only loving family I have ever had. I wish they could adopt me.

I am not one of the lucky ones. I killed myself just weeks before graduating high school. It was simply too much to bear.

We are the couple who had the realtor hang up on us when she found out we wanted to rent a one-bedroom for two men.

I am the person who never knows which bathroom I should use if I want to avoid getting the management called on me.

I am the domestic-violence survivor who found the support system grow suddenly cold and distant when they found out my abusive partner is also a woman.

I am the domestic-violence survivor who has no support system to turn to because I am male.

I am the father who has never hugged his son because I grew up afraid to show affection to other men.

I am the home-economics teacher who always wanted to teach gym until someone told me that only lesbians do that.

I am the woman who died when the EMTs stopped treating me as soon as they realized I was transsexual.

I am the person who feels guilty because I think I could be a much better person if I didn't have to always deal with society hating me.

I am the man who stopped attending church, not because I don't believe, but because they closed their doors to my kind.

I am a warrior for my country serving proud, but can't be my true self because gays aren't allowed in the military.

I am the person who has to hide what this world needs most, love.

I am the person ashamed to tell my own friends I'm a lesbian, because they constantly make fun of them.

I am the who isn't sure what she is. I am the who is rejected by her "best friends" because of a less-than-conventional crush.

I am the boy tied to a fence, beaten to a bloody pulp and left to die because two straight men wanted to "teach me a lesson."

I am the girl who takes pride in her sexuality, but had almost no choice in why it happened.

I am the girl that is beaten up regularly.

I am the girl they all think is amazing and confident and strong, I am the girl they can't see inside.

The one who was raped over and over, the one who can't live without medication, the one who can't tell anyone that she is dying on the inside.

I'm the one who is afraid of male genitalia because of him.

I am the girl that can still love, even after this.

I am the proof that love overpowers all.

I am the girl that needed to say this, and the girl that's afraid to say it, because so many others have suffered worse.

This is the boy, Matthew Shepard. On October 7, 1998 Aaron McKinney and Russell Henderson lead him to a remote area east of Laramie where they demonstrated unimaginable acts of brutality . Matthew was tied to a split-rail fence where he was beaten and left to die in the cold of the night. Almost 18 hours later he was found by a cyclist who initially mistook him for a scarecrow. Matthew died on October 12 at 12:53 am at a hospital in Fort Collins, Colorado. MURDERED BECAUSE HE WAS GAY!!!

If you believe that homophobia is wrong please repost this in your journal.

If you choose to ignore this problem...more along.

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My name is sarah

I am but three,

My eyes are swollen

I cannot see,

I must be stupid I must be bad,

What else could have made

My daddy so mad?

I wish I were better

I wish I weren't ugly,

Then maybe my mommy

Would still want to hug me.

I can't speak at all I can't do a wrong

Or else I'm locked up

All the day long

When I awake I'm all alone

The house is dark

My folks aren't home.

When my mommy does come

I'll try and be nice,

So maybe I'll get just

One whipping tonight

Don't make a sound!

I just heard a car

My daddy is back

From Charlie's Bar.

I hear him curse

My name he calls

I press myself

Against the wall.

I try and hide

From his evil eyes

I'm so afraid now

I'm starting to cry.

He finds me weeping

He shouts ugly words,

He says its my fault

That he suffers at work.

He slaps me and hits me

And yells at me more,

I finally get free

And I run for the door.

He's already locked it

And I start to bawl,

He takes me and throws me

Against the hard wall.

I fall to the floor

With my bones nearly broken,

And my daddy continues

With more bad words spoken.

"I'm sorry!", I scream

But its now much too late

His face has been twisted

Into unimaginable hate.

The hurt and the pain

Again and again

Oh please God, have mercy!

Oh please let it end!

And he finally stops

And heads for the door,

While I lay there motionless

Sprawled on the floor.

My name is Sarah

And I am but three,

Tonight my daddy

Murdered me.

If you believe that child abuse is wrong please post this on your journal.
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I just hope that someday soon people will learn to see past, who people chose love and just get to know them as a person. I also hope people will always try to do the right thing, to help a child or adult in need.Please help the people who need it.

i know it has been a long time but my computer would not work X(
but now i can put a new jouranal up!
and here is what i am so happy about i got a hair cut! this was the first time it 7 years i got a real cut.
i gave 13 in. to Locks of love. my friend (moo.cola) also went with me and gave her hair (like 10 or 11 in.) so that is what i have been doing

ok the wether in wisconsin is bad now we had floding for days and now we have high 90's and i have NO AC!! i have a fan going on the computer to make sure it dos not over heat but i don't have it all that bad compared to some people. my graet-grandma is loving the 90's those we moved her up here this summer from Texes so she love the heat but the people without ac are being rosted alive. now i am going to lay under the fan good night to all.

frist befor readinf this read my frist 2 journal entries. ok as know i was missing my school scedule but I FOUND IT!!!! i was so happy i ran it to my room and put it on my bullen bord with 5 thumbtacks. i found it in my brothers room i knew he had it!!! and now he can"t find his folders i wander were they could have gone.... well that is all that is going on in my life. buy for now. *waving