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Transgender

Transgender

My heart is sore from aching,
My soul is missing a piece,
I want to reach out and chat to you,
I wish these feelings would cease.

At first I tried to get used to it,
Then the pressure was applied,
I thought i could handle the changing,
Internally my essence just cried.

Its hard to imagine our childhood,
You were there when I needed you there,
But now you are something very different,
I abandoned you like I didnt care.

Why have you become the uncomfortable,
Why do you see yourself as a girl,
You were such my happy brother,
Why did you just upturn my world.

The hands of our time are immovable,
I don't see you as I did before,
I wish things didnt go as they now are,
Your not the brother that I once adored.

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Marion

I can't pretend I understand but it's clearly a very powerful urge to change to the sex you believe you are. It must be like a grief for family and friends remember you haven't lost the person, only your expectation of that person...the person is still the same...male of female, same soul, different gender ...hugs ?

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Glen Hill

Thank you Marion for your comments. He was my brother until he was 50, then he changed, I am sure he has always suspected he was born in the wrong body. I am too overwhelmed though.

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Marion

Yes I can see how you must grieve your brother Glen, it's easy to give advice isn't it but nobody can possibly imagine. I understand a little though as I felt similar when a very close loved one was so 'lost' to mental health that all personality disappeared for a long time. To have the physical person stand before you and not be able to 'find' them is the most horrible experience. I grieved even as they stood before me. Sending you many psychic hugs my friend...I hope you all find some peace ?

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Terry Kay

Glen, I truly believe love can overcome everything.  Great write.  Terry Kay

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Glen Hill

Thank you Terry, I am sure it can one day.

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