LaTigresse
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ORIGINAL: LadyHibiscus And LaT has summed up why I am NOT a parent, though I was willing to be a surrogate for a few close friends. We say that gender is not genitalia...yet this desire to experience menstruation certainly seems very genitally oriented. Yanno Hibby, I so totally feel empathy for any person that intensely feels they were born in the wrong gender body. Throughout my life I have had several friends for whom that is their life experience. One committed suicide a little over a year ago. She/he, explained to me the depth of feeling that the body born with was not the body she felt. To feel complete as the man she felt she was, she spent a huge amount of money to purchase the most lifelike prosthetic penis and took to wearing it nearly all of the time. She was a very cute, actually smoking hot, woman.........but not. Her brain and soul were male. The sad part was that she could never come to terms with either being female or male. It was almost easier for some of her friends, to see her as him, when she/he was relaxed and allowing herself to be....him. I think for Amy/Mark the biggest hurdle for self acceptance was the close and loving relationship she had with her parents. They were considerably older. Had difficultly with the "Mom, Dad, I am a lesbian." thing but did an awesome job of coping with the shock and loving and accepting. I think that especially for her dad, who doted on her, she was just afraid to take that last step. Kinda like we've talked about not wanting to hurt others, she didn't want to hurt her parents. She was so appreciative of their love and support after she came out as gay......she didn't want to push it. So instead, she pretended as best she could. In her home community, especially after she moved back, she was Mark on the inside, pretending to be Amy. In other ways, with certain people, she was Mark. And the prosthetic, to try so desperately to feel on the outside, the way she/he felt on the inside. Unfortunately, the inability to be fully open with the people she loved and needed most, had some terribly high costs. Lack of self acceptance, bad relationships, drug and alcohol abuse. I am not sure what all transpired the last couple years of her/his life. Small town New York is a long way from rural Iowa and the relationships Amy/Mark had after moving back was not conducive to maintaining our communication. Even though we were only ever, just friends. There seemed to be lots of jealousy and insecurity.....just not my business. So I will likely never know for sure, what really lead up to the actual suicide. Whatever all that may be, it certainly has lead me to a great deal of empathy, even if I cannot ever know the actual experience.
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My twisted, self deprecating, sense of humour, finds alot to laugh about, in your lack of one! Just because you are well educated, articulate, and can use big, fancy words, properly........does not mean you are right!
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