
The last of the Contest Captions. I hope everyone has a very Merry Christmas!
Alexia
shackles and the bonds that lock me in darkness. I hate myself and I hate my life. I am just existing and not even worth the space that contains me. I know in the back of my mind I am cared for, but what does that matter when I just seem to be nothing but a useless being. The house is so cold. There are no Christmas lights. There is no joy. It is just a cold and loveless place where I am verbally reminded I have no place here every day. I have no room. I have no bed. I have nothing. So why should I even exist. These are the thoughts the medicine is battling. I serve so admirably in times of crisis, do small things to help. Then after my aid is given and I am used up, I am reminded how useless I really am by the one person who should see I am not well. I feel like I am about to drown in darkness. It would be so easy to just let go, let go and rest, stop fighting. Just let go and sleep.
I have been very troubled in recent days darlings. I am so connected to the very organizations and people that display hate for those just wishing to be married. Connected professionally. It is becoming very evident that my secret desires and my public self are at a logger head. I desire to shout out and decry the injustice of the hatred towards those that are gay and lesbian and just want the same things others enjoy in this country called America. I am going to make a small white knot. I am going to figure out how to explain it when asked without harming myself. I will continue to pray for my community and will await the day God provides the way I can serve my people without fear of being destroyed before I can help. I feel that day is coming. I feel God helping me learn and grow so one day I can show the healing love of Christ to help with the wounds those who I guess are my peers have afflicted upon people. Until then I can put this on my Blog. Do what you can as you can. The Transgendered are as much a part of this as well. One day Love will be seen as the true message of God and Hate will be relegated to the place it belongs, out of our hearts.
would probably be revoked. I would never serve in my profession again either. The thing is I can feel a peacefulness when I am allowing myself to be fully me as the woman I see myself as now. Would I be able to do it? Could I overcome the fear and truly decide to be a woman?

Why can I not get her out of my head? I still yearn for her. I feel the emptiness our separating has caused me. We are still friends, but it feels so hollow. I miss her teasing me and just her being in my life. I have some people that I care for and am close to, but she was different. Now I question even reaching out because I don't want to be a burden to her. I know how I hurt when I have chatted with her. I stay in pain. I close my eyes and see our hands intertwined and our bodies just close. She was the first person I have ever truly loved. Now she is gone. Why is life so cruel?
I don't know why I want to just give myself offer to a loving owner and become there latex clad sex doll. It just bubbles underneath my skin. I think I called my friend who lets me play this out Master without the trigger word he uses. Just hearing him call me Pet made my body shudder. I was at peace.