I just want to talk for a minute on girl names and sissy’s kinda scolding, kinda.

It’s funny how being a little mortified and days later looking forward to the same thing, isn’t it crazy how human emotions can play little games in your head, that’s how I felt about sissy meeting my auntie one minute thinking one way and now really looking forward to it, mom really didn’t say too much just mentioning sissy that would be nice to give our guests a hello kiss just to make them feel welcome.

The first time mom put lipstick on me when she was tucking me in, up until then she was having me kiss my Barbie doll good night, after she kissed me good night on my cheek or forehead.

That night she said sweetie look in your purse which I usually kept on my bed at night with my Barbie doll, grabbing my purse unsnapping the clasp looking inside and there was a new lipstick tube before my very eyes, I was so excited just looking at that wonderful item of girlhood.

I just wanted to say two things.

Sapphire has an itcy trigger finger when I'm in the way, for some reason. No matter what we play she finds a way to blow me up or take my head off. F R I E N D S H I P.

Captions:

Panel 1:
Lari: "Hey uh... Sapph? A little help!?"

Panel 2:
Sapphire: "SHIT! Uh... SORRY!!"

So mom really didn’t get upset or mad about anything but she did let you know if she was not happy and her personal lipstick collection was one of them.

Being a very curious little boy and mesmerized by her lipstick I would always find myself looking through her lipstick collection.

Little boy’s can never put anything back correctly or organized we’re just too focused on the prize and her lipsticks being in a pretty tube I would twist those amazing lipsticks out of their tube and spend my time enjoying all the different and wonderful colors and scents.

Hi everyone, before I continue I would like to give a little view into my life at that time.

Mom, what can I say she was a wonderful mother very supportive of everything my sister and I did with all the love she had.

My sis was 3 years older than me and being a real jock she had her own group of friends and from what vibe I got from her she wanted nothing to do with me especially when mom and I were exploring my other side, of course mom always tried to kept it out of sight so nobody got uncomfortable to a certain point as you will see, she was a great mom.

Actual conversations with my girlfriend, Tresenella.

Captions:

Panel 1:
Lari: "Crud, I don't know if I've taken my meds today. What's the worst that'll happen if I take double?"
Tress: "I don't know. Double boobies?"

Panel 2:
Gem: "What would be better? Twice the size, or four boobs?"

Starting hormones was one of the most amazing choices I could have made. It's lead to a world of difference that's made me happier overall. Of course, there were some obvious growing pangs early on in my transition...

A comic about a nobody voice actress between roles. What roles? Gender roles? Relationship roles? Actual acting roles? Yes.

Captions:

Panel 1:
Tresenella: "Hahaha, that's hilarious! I'm stealing that!"
Lari: "Go ahead! I dont' mind."

Disclaimer: Warning to all who may read this: This article contains explicit religious content. The views are my own and are based on my understanding of scripture, i.e. the Bible. I will present Christian theology and quote Bible verses throughout. If you have any opposing view of creation (the beginning of it all – call it what you may) other than the traditional Christian view, this may be offensive. If this applies to you then I ask you to choose now to either discontinue reading or to accept this as an opposing view and simply agree to disagree with me. While I may read your comments, I will not respond in an effort to defend my views… it’s not a point of discussion for me. I offer this only as another option for understanding our condition.

"Is it really me ?", i said to myself looking at the mirror in disbeleif."How the hell did i end up here !!"

I just recently managed to find copies of two things that I wrote back in 2003. That year is significant because it was the first year of my transition.

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Healing Transformation

A piece of onion-skin paper, made into a male mask by a 5 year old girl using safety scissors and crayons about forty- four years ago. She didn't make it because she wanted to, but to please her Mommy and Daddy.

This is something I decided to do when I wanted to do something different rather than be home

I thought of you today.
As my day began.

I thought of you sitting in your playhouse
Sipping your lemonade
Hair flowing freely
Dimpled cheeks, freckles, crooked smile and all.
Laughing freely as you played house with your dollies
All while twirling about in your silky yellow sundress and Mary Janes.

I thought of you today.
As my day began.

I heard a story the other day, and I thought I'd share it with everyone. I'm not entirely sure, but I think it may have come from an old Ann Landers column or something...

The Difference Between Heaven And Hell

A devout man went to sleep one night, and dreamed that he was face to face with God.

Inner Demons, AKA "Journals of an Angry Trans Gurl"
© 2017 Haylee V

* This is a true account of my life experiences. All persons portrayed in this story are based on actual people I've met throughout my life, and the events portrayed actually happened. No malice is intended to those individuals involved, and names have been altered to protect the identities of the people portrayed. *

God's Special Angels

A TRUE Story by Haylee V. (C) 2017

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Well, it's taken me about two weeks, but I finally have gotten settled in to my new group home and have tried (somewhat successfully) to befriend my fellow residents. One resident in particular was especially impressed with me--Jason.

Please bear with me in this endeavor. For some common English phrases, there are no translations (at least none of which I'm aware, anyway), so I took a few liberties, although the translations are (I hope) as accurate as possible. Any error in translation is mine alone, and if you know of a better translation, please PM me and I'll make the necessary changes.

First, the characters themselves:

This is a follow up letter that I sent to my mother. I know that many people have read my "A Letter to my Mother" and expressed happiness about her reaction, and how I said what I said to her.

This is me cutting her off.

I was assaulted by a transphobe while living with someone as a roommate. My mother thought it was more important to attend a dinner with her sister instead of coming to the hospital to see me after this incident. Then it came out that my mother and her new husband had been running down me to my daughter the entire time she was living with them, which was a period of six months (and pure torture for her).