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    dots Submission Name: Simply Mad of Our Kinddots
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    Author: Hiruetske
    Elite Ratio:    2.69 - 10/16/8
    Words: 586
    Class/Type: Misc/Misc
    Total Views: 1110
    Average Vote:    5.0000
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       Ever feel like nothing could go wrong... because everything is the way it's always been....

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    dotsSimply Mad of Our Kinddots
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    [In the words of many a fallen men and women......]

    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 prostitute working the streets because nobody will hire a transsexual.

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

    We are the parents who buried our daughter long before she understood the boundaries of sexuality.

    I am the man who died alone in the hospital because they would not allow my partner of twenty-seven years to enter 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 am not a special or unique snowflake. Regardless, I hung myself within weeks of graduating because I suddenly became the center of attention.

    We are the couple who had the realtor hang up on us when she found out we wanted to rent a one-bed-room 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 mother who is not allowed to even visit the children I bore, nursed, and raised. The court says I am an unfit mother because gay parents raise gay children.

    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. Apparently my anatomy was too different from everyone elses.

    I am the person who feels guilty because I think I could be a much better person if I didnt always have to 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 the person who has to hide what this world needs most. True love.

    I am the person ashamed to tell my own friends im a lesbian because of the things they say to my kind.

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

    I am the mangled body of a man in a straight jacket. When asked what my mental illness was, I realised they never told me.

    I am the ashes of a shirt doused in holy water, set aflame, stained with blood, and worn by someone of the opposite sex.

    And I am the noises at the end of the hall, driven insane by a white box with padding because for my own father to look at me would've instead driven him simply mad.

    It's all simply mad.......




    Submitted on 2006-11-11 10:28:07     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      Wow. This nearly made me cry, realizing that I am so like some of these, yet even as bad as that is, there worse. But its hard still, even knowing tht others have it even more badly. You really captured alot of the problems we face everyday in our country. Good job. this is excellent
    | Posted on 2008-03-31 00:00:00 | by Aangskate | [ Reply to This ]
      The rebellion against the inferno, that the system prepares for a person of different view is very clear and well expressed. Many may have difference of opinion; but the work is brilliantly done.
    | Posted on 2006-11-11 00:00:00 | by Raghavan | [ Reply to This ]


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