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!
The Surgical Assignment of Gender and the Public Bathroom Problem in America
I would like to bring to attention, that to change one's gender, if assigned wrong by the authorities at birth, in some states in America a person has no choice but to have genital surgery to match the typical genitals for the male and female binary. To find out the laws in each state that… Continue reading The Surgical Assignment of Gender and the Public Bathroom Problem in America
Poem: Why did you want me to die?
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?
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
Why I said ‘no’ to Dr. Phil.
What a Ride! I watched a November 2015 Dr. Phil show episode entitled, Mama's Little Boy or Daddy's Little Girl: Identity Confusion or Brainwashing?. The reason I’m giving that show space in my blog is to illustrate the way NOT to advocate for intersex human rights, and I almost got coerced into it. The show’s… Continue reading Why I said ‘no’ to Dr. Phil.
Poem: Dear Dad, Invisible is no way to live.
Dear Dad, INVISIBLE Is no way to live I was your little boy, that could never be seen The doctors told you I was born a girl You and mom believed them My brother stole the show from me He was your son I was the broken one They taught me that I could not be… Continue reading Poem: Dear Dad, Invisible is no way to live.
It is time to stop the “normalizing” genital surgery on intersex infants!
This diagram, above, shows some of the varieties of genital appearance that can occur in some forms of intersex. Often, when a baby is born appearing like one of these varieties of human, it is considered a "psychosocial emergency"; and doctors want to make the child appear as typical as possible as soon as possible. The… Continue reading It is time to stop the “normalizing” genital surgery on intersex infants!
Doctors, Please Stop Lying to Our Parents. Intersex people are lovable without being fixed. WE ARE HUMAN
As an intersex person, my story is a testimony that we do not have to be surgically altered to be loved; and yes, although my life was medically extremely difficult in many ways, I found a life partner of over twenty-seven years and we created a beautiful family. To my family I am not broken.… Continue reading Doctors, Please Stop Lying to Our Parents. Intersex people are lovable without being fixed. WE ARE HUMAN
I am an Intersex Person. I never felt like a Cisgender Person and I Relate to Some Transgender Men.
I am a person born with intersex traits, that was assumed to be female, and raised female. A Cisgender person identifies as the gender they are assigned to at birth. I do not, nor have I ever felt Cisgender, even when I appeared female. All the therapy and surgery in the world could never achieve… Continue reading I am an Intersex Person. I never felt like a Cisgender Person and I Relate to Some Transgender Men.
Poem: And Once the Storm is Over, I was Buried Alive
And once the storm is over, I was buried alive I sit here wishing you had not buried me alive I was your brother I know I made a bad sister I was your son How could I be who I was never meant to be? Is this my punishment? And once the storm is… Continue reading Poem: And Once the Storm is Over, I was Buried Alive