Sara

  A Soul Stripped Bare filled with Rage Against the Universe —No Mercy Left The Demon Within Screaming into the Void —My Scarred Path Being trans has taken a profound toll. Since age seven, I knew who I was. What I couldn't have foreseen was the immense impact embracing my true self would have, not on me, but on the people I love. My personal struggles have, at times, inflicted pain on those I care about most, leaving me to grapple with a tormenting question: How much agony am I willing to bring upon the ones around me? This is a burden I don't know how to carry. If I could reverse time, I often wish I had chosen a life of solitude, believing my transition might then have unfolded without inflicting such collateral pain. My advice to my younger self would be stark: "Avoid people. Never love, and never let anyone love you. They will become your greatest source of pain when difficult decisions arise. Solitude is strength; it allows you to live your truth without fear of con...

To my dearest "Fam-Loved-Ones," especially S., The term "Fam-Loved-Ones" encompasses those individuals who hold an irreplaceable place in my heart. My life and the dynamics within my household are intricate and, by necessity, have remained private, shared only with my deeply cherished "Partners-in-Life." This unique family of four, including myself, came together under extraordinary and unusual circumstances. This morning, a message from a "Fam-Loved-Ones" member, S., struck me deeply. They expressed that despite my efforts to feminize my body, I still appear as male. They suggested this must be evident to me in the mirror and asserted that I would never be seen as a woman by others. They pointed to the engagement Kissra receives on social media as evidence, attributing it to her being a cisgender woman. The message concluded with the assertion that regardless of my internal feelings, I must accept my physical reality as male and that my continue...