Celebrations, Emancipation, Freedom, Human Rights, Self-Determination

A fun blog: Limahl, Adam Ant, Chris Kattan, Pete Burns, and me!

As a teen "girl", in the 80's all the short rock stars and movie stars haunted me and intrigued me at the same time.  Limahl was one of them.  He was in the group, Kajagoogoo, as well as being a musician on his own.  He haunted me because I was not allowed to be a… Continue reading A fun blog: Limahl, Adam Ant, Chris Kattan, Pete Burns, and me!

Emancipation, Freedom, Poems, Questions and Answers, Self-Determination

Poem: I am not….. I am…..

I wrote this poem to help explain who I truly am and to invite clarity for the many who seem confused when they describe me incorrectly using words that stuff me into stereotypical boxes:   I am not the bearded woman But thank you For letting me know I am beautiful >< I am not… Continue reading Poem: I am not….. I am…..

Freedom, Human Rights, Intersex Traits

Why the “I” should come First: I LGBTQA+

We now know that intersex traits are very common in humans.  Some say that the occurrence of intersex traits is as high as 1 in 150.    Since this is the case, this an obvious scientific explanation to why we have so many different types of people walking around.  We have different sexual orientations, different… Continue reading Why the “I” should come First: I LGBTQA+

Celebrations, Emancipation, Freedom, Memories

Memories of Week 14, 2015: Set Free to COME HOME for the FIRST TIME

  Here are memories, I wrote on Facebook,  from March, 23rd, 2015 (week 14), after setting myself free from being so sick, and seen as the wrong gender.  At this point, I am now embracing my bodies natural higher testosterone, as well as injecting more.   What a glorious thing to not worry about being… Continue reading Memories of Week 14, 2015: Set Free to COME HOME for the FIRST TIME

Celebrations, Civil Rights, Emancipation, Freedom, Human Rights, Human Rights Violations, Intersex Activist, Self-Determination

Poem: I Will Sing My Song

I Will Sing My Song How could you see my angel wings, you were blind, you could not sing. I was locked in a Cage. How could you see that I was special, they had lied to you, they told you I was all wrong and you believed them. You locked me up, and let… Continue reading Poem: I Will Sing My Song