
33 (she/her, they/them, y'all) transgenderfluid, polyamorous, demi-pansexual, free roaming entity who likes all the things. poetry is my passion, life my field of study.
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This Has Been One Hell Of A Year.
This has been one hell of a year.
Began with a meltdown,
Achieved some self awareness,
Accepted the truth of myself
Got into therapy
Worked on saving my own mind and soul
Started hormones
Started growing breasts
Cut out toxicity
And found myself again and again
Even now
In the final hour.
I have changed.
The world has turned
It's destination I cannot truly see.
Living day to day
Amazed by the wonder I see in it now.
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More Posts from Anannas-garden
I want to be loved.
Maybe this is a weak statement
But I can't help it.
I have never been touched.
Desired for my soul.
No one wanted me
But then again
I could never love myself.
For all my ego
For all my worship at the alter of myself
I still could not understand
How someone could want me.
I was a lie
And didn't even know it.
A lost little child
So repressed
I couldn't even see my own reflection.
Now I am trying to get back to me;
The honest self
Free from every last goddamn thing.
Just me
That little girl
Who never had a chance
To dress up pretty
Or just be herself.
I want more than what I have been given;
More than what I have allowed myself.
A long road walk
But I am here when it is done.
So I leave
And breathe
Put on make-up and get dressed up.
Make my day to day worth living
And in so doing
Figure out
What life's about.
So love me
Hate me
Fuck me
Ignore me.
I can't make sense of anything;
I'm making it all up
As I go.
Exist
As I want to exist.
All we have are ourselves.
Are you really going to listen to me?

Suppose I should be honored that #staff thought my budding supple bosom was worthy of being flagged 😂
So far so good.
Only two days in to the hormones
And I can't stop smiling.
I have fought myself for so long;
Hated myselt
For not being as I am born.
Condemned myself for being so evil
And now
Blessed of heaven.
I am happy to finally be on the road.
I am eager to see how my body develops.
I have been dreaming of this for so long;
All I care about
Is being who I truly am.
I am just happy.
The old thoughts of fear keep trying to steal in
But I just can't stop smiling.
Damn it
My spirit is joyed beyond words!
I am more than eager;
This is what I have dreamed of.