The world was so kind to me in my transition, I’m so thankful in a way for, and I’m optimistic in it going so much better, there’s no such thing as forever or impossible, all is at the whims of things I don’t understand, and I’ll never understand, the world is malleable, and ever changing… reality is made of atoms that at any day could shift and change… and I will not rule out the possibility that a miracle that I do not understand may occur… everything is always possible and nothing is forever, may the world be merciful to all of y’all to… may it give you a more passing body, may the your bones change in a more affirming way… may you never lose that hope and childhood glee of possibility, reality is always watching, and it may change… everything always changes, and nothing is comprehendable
So love the world, and every being within, every star and atom, and it may never love you back, but there is a chance… I pray…
If god loved me he would make me a cis girl from the start instead of making me beg on my knees for it
God does not love me yet either… if he did, he would’ve made me cis too… but if I love the world and pray every day… maybe he’ll forgive my sins and grant me some amount of mercy…
Honestly it sounds like a toxic relationship to me.
I won’t be begging. I’m doing everything I can to earn enough money for a surgery, and I’ll get there through sweat and tears. I don’t need someone who tortures me and expects me to ask him to stop.
Tbf, it so is… it’s more like I don’t know if there is a god, I just don’t understand reality, and my hope is that by being good, and loving the world… I will get the world to be kind to me
