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Hall of Fame ~ The Script

This is me broken down, the scars that I have serve as a perpetual reminder of my uniqueness, yet their significance holds little weight for me, though somehow, they carry weight for those around me.  The concept of struggle only truly dawned on me with change.  It always felt like a solitary journey, a sacrifice to conceal my true self, conforming to the expectations and perceptions of others.  The experience of being closeted as a lesbian was unfamiliar to me but as a transman, I comprehend the sentiment intimately.

What saddens me is that when I strip away the layers and confront my scars, vulnerability seeps in, rendering me fragile.  In those moments, I seek solace in friends, leaning on their support to anchor me and infuse me with the resilience needed to confront the darkness that sometimes catches me off guard.

When clothed, my exterior exudes toughness yet in vulnerability you witness my capacity to be wounded, to feel deeply, to shed tears and to be fractured.  Nevertheless, my fortitude lies in my ability to transcend even when it demands my utmost strength.

I express my thoughts with transparency, honesty and vulnerability.  It’s important to acknowledge that life isn’t easy for everyone, the world can be harsh and challenges are a part of life.  At various points, we all must make sacrifices, whether in relationships, work, ourselves or family.  It’s crucial to be truthful and compassionate, to live life authentically, and to rely on those who truly value and appreciate you.

As both a lesbian and a transman, I’ve experienced moments of triumph, heartbreak, and sheer absurdity.  Here, I plan to unearth those layers, revealing everything.  Get ready, as I’m about to dig deep into relationships, friendships, childhood, and traumas we often bury to get through each day.  This journey may complete a full circle of healing for me.  As I embark on my own voyage of self-discovery, I hope to bring light, laughter, and hope to those who need it most or if anything, learn what not to do through my mistakes.  Each entry will begin with a song that resonates with my emotions at that moment (I still think music should be considered one of the 5 love languages).  Let the blogging adventure begin.