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Gender Identity Disorder
Gender identity disorder is distressing to those who have it. It is especially difficult to cope with because it remains unresolved until gender reassignment surgery has been performed. Most people with this disorder grow up feeling rejected and out of place. Suicide attempts and substance abuse are common. Most adolescents and adults with the disorder eventually attempt to pass or live as members of the opposite sex.
Gender identity disorder may be as old as humanity. Cultural anthropologists and other scientists have observed a number of cross-gender behaviours in classical and Hindu mythology, Western and Asian classical history, and in many late nineteenth- and early twentieth-century pre-literate cultures. This consistent record across cultures and time lends support to the notion that the disorder may be, at least in part, biological in origin. Not all behavioural scientists share this conclusion, however.
Most experts agree that such temporary or episodic adopting of behaviours
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I will never know how painful it is to get caught in my zipper. I would take the chance, if it meant I had a penis and I could pee standing up
I will never know how embarrassing it is to get an erection in public. I would happily hide my visible arousal, if it meant I could get an erection.
I will never know the disgust of having to go to the doctor for a prostate exam. I would go and get an exam every week, if it meant I had a prostate.
I will never know the agony of being kicked in the balls. I wouldn't curse or scream about it, if it meant I had balls that could be injured.
I will never need to use a condom for the reason "I don't want my partner to get pregnant". I'd never gripe about having to use a condom, if it meant I had the ability to get someone pregnant.
I will never know the moodiness, bloating, and cramps of having PMS. I would not complain and I would try to deal with the agony, if it meant I got a period.
I will never know the dread of going to a g
Disorderdisorder (dis ôr'dər)
This is a word that does not describe us.
n. 1. a lack of order;
We work together. We have our own order.
We've been us for ten years. We're not confused.
2. a breach of public peace; riot
We educate and create. We're not rioters.
3. a disregard of system; irregularity
We're unique, like everyone. We're not irregular.
4. an upset of normal function; ailment
We live a happy, healthy life. We are not ailing.
This is not our word. This is not our definition.
We choose what defines us.
Filth In The BeautyProm Queen. Miss America; Miss Bahamas; Miss Universe. Miss World. Miss. Talent. Miss-this. Miss-that.
That was every girl's dream. To be recognized for their beauty: their figure, their unnaturally white teeth, their tinkling laughter. They want to be seen and known for the light they shine on the land...and the shadows they cast on us lowly ones.
You can tell a duck they are a swan all you want. But they will remain a duck. And some ducks, no matter how much you insist that they have pure white feathers and graceful necks... No matter how much you tell them: "What a lovely voice you have!" or "You are so beautiful!". It doesn't count when you tell them that even though there's so much bad in the world there's always some 'diamond in the rough'. They will never believe you. Why? Because it's a load of bullshit.
Jealousy, you say? Wrong answer. Don't even bother to try again. So what if there's always beauty in the dirtiest of places? It's just something people say to make you think yo
The Biased Help Wanted SignOnce again, the Help Wanted sign had been set up in the shop window. It sat between a teddy bear with short brown fur and a doll with Snow White's hair and green glass eyes, looking out at the street and the people passing by Leo's Toyshop.
The shop was very old; the name on it's signboard was fading slowly, and it's owner's face showed some new wrinkles every day. Supported by his wooden walking stick Leo stood behind the window display and looked out with a worried expression. Nine years the last boy had stayed with him, until he had to leave town to live with his new wife. It would be difficult to replace him.
"What about this one? She looks nice," said the doll one afternoon.
"She looks a bit like you," grumbled the bear.
"And she is useless," replied the sign.
A middle-aged woman stopped in front of the shop window to look at them. She had dark black hair and green eyes edged with lines of sorrow and short nights. "That doll looks acceptable. I think I will buy her for my niece's
Naked Except For A Fearmy sexual emotions surface, I see a ever lasting crime,
as we walk together, holding hands in the sunshine,
we walk together, hand in hand,
our relationship to date hasn't included sex, try to understand,
before I can stand naked, present myself bare,
a notion of trust must be cemented, I must know you care,
our first kiss was a meaningful day,
despite the fact I turned my head and looked away,
you smiled, placed your hand on my face,
said you loved me and I turned back and shared an embrace,
when you hold me, I begin to shake,
I see an opportunity for trust to brake,
we arrive at my house, my t-shirt you remove,
I whisper, you stated love, now you must prove,
my pants and underwear hit the ground,
the scars on my body are now easily found,
you kiss my chest and slowly head south,
a cry remains hidden behind my trembling mouth,
I lay down and watch you become bare,
you cover my body, however there is something I still ware,
my sexual emotions surface, I see a ever lasting crime,
as a c
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