Nobody cares what I have to say
I'm the trifecta of evil... Gay trans and pagan. Half the room wants me in their bed or their blanket fort and the other half wants me in a grave. Fun times. But no lemme tell you something. I've had knives and guns pulled on me. I've been chased with a gun in the subways of Chicago so late at night nobody was available to help me. I've been raped by straight men who wanted to degrade me for having tits. I had been beaten by my dad for wanting to "mutilate" my body 4 months before he died.
I was so happy when he died. My mom and their 2 biological daughters went to pay respect and I was not allowed to go say goodbye. Not that I care. But they forced me to wear a dress. I was gigantic and looked like a man in a dress. It was humiliating.
Dear mom. Listen up bitch , this is my Master class. When I nicely ask you to address packages to Nox Caelum, it's a matter of safety. My neighbors know me as Nox. If they see a package for my apartment to a different name we gon have a teensy problem.
I give you the kind version of me asking for my identity to be respected. Once. After that I assume it is an aggression and disrespect to me. And I'm not giving warnings. I will simply cut you out of my life. Like I did a month ago. Which is why I'm turning to the mighty for a place to vent. Because you don't deserve a spot in my life.
#Family #Abuse #LGBTQ
