As an INTERSEX ACTIVIST: Yesterday, I got to help a mom of an 8 year old child find a doctor. You know why? Because their daughter is an outcast now and not all doctors are "safe" now. You know why, their daughter is an outcast? Because their daughter was born with a… Continue reading Chop chop chop…and I get to hug the little children chopped on.
My answer: Yes, I was violated. Tragically for me, psychiatrists, doctors, and the therapist had the solution to my being intersex, they started to fix me at three years old, and throughout most of my life. Back then the theories of Dr. John Money were very strong. He felt you could teach gender, despite… Continue reading My Intersex Story: Was I violated?
Conchita's Motto: "Be the best version of yourself rather than a bad copy of someone else!" There are very few people in this world that transcend from conformity and glow like Cohchita glows! Off stage he is known as Tom Neuwirth, and on stage she transforms into Conchita Wurst. So, today I am sharing with you, a person… Continue reading Conchita Wurst – “Be the best version of yourself rather than a bad copy of someone else!”
I am tired of hearing the words "normal". Who is truly "normal"? Is the government and the medical system that powerful that it can declare me, or anyone "defective" or "disordered", when our genitals do not add up to "normal"? So far the answer is "yes"; And yet, nature created my intersex body and… Continue reading My genitals are not “Normal”, but I don’t think normal is normal.
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!
Why did you want me to die? The last I heard you were "Devastated" that I saved my life. "Devastated" that you now have a brother "Devastated" that I did not die a broken and A very sick intersex woman Why did you want me to die? Did I ruin your plans for my funeral?… Continue reading Poem: Why did you want me to die?
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
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