[Mister Bent]

Originally Posted by Jet

I don't need to help anybody understand anything. The last time I did that I ended up in a fist fight with a bio man. I'm done with others' intolerance and explaining and holding somebody's hand gently trying to "guide" them through reasoning that they'll NEVER get. And for the record, that SOB, my own family member who punched and slapped the hell out of me, can kiss my ass. This is what it has been like as transgendered. No one, and I mean no one, gets close to me.

I'm not advocating trying to help by explaining, or hand holding. It's in the way I live my life. It's in the way I comport myself among my co-workers, my clients, my neighbors. I've survived and thrived this way in the most urban and most rural environments, and everything in between.

Being angry, resentful, closed off isn't a viable option for a healthy, balanced, full life for me. I don't try to explain myself to anyone, I feel no need for that. I am first and foremost a human and relate to others solely from that perspective. I know I am a fantastic and beautiful creature, others either see it or don't; I have no expectation of their "getting it," as much as I might wish to live in a world in which they would.

I believe that if you confront the world with anger, it will greet you in turn.