Tinhuviel Artanis

softlywhispered prompted me with this: Being a woman, who isn't comfortable in her own skin, and wants to be a man.

I believe there are more transgendered souls out there than any of us would know because they're viewed as such pariahs in our and other's societies. There seem to be more MTF transgendered people than MTF, but make no mistake that they do not exist. In one Native American culture, homesexuals and transgendered tribes-people were considered sacred and touched by god. This ties into the hermaphroditic Aeon as foretold by Aleister Crowley.

At one time or another, we've all felt uncomfortable in our skin. Especially those of who are fat. Knowing there's a beautiful thin person inside your biological fat suit often drives people to do ridiculous things to escape their skin. I've done it myself and part of my failing health can be attributed to my abuse of my body because I felt trapped inside something that was not me. I imagine being a man encased in a woman-suit insurmountably worse, especially when having to deal with the stigma of your situation on top of feeling completely out of sorts. I can't even conceive the trauma a transgendered individual endures almost constantly.

Some people think it's a brain-wiring mistake, others think it's a deception of Satan. God forbid, it might be a mistake on God's part. The only mistake God made was creating humanity in the first place. If I were a woman in a man's body, and my only respite to even marginally fit in was to abuse my body further by having a sex-change operation and be on hormones for the rest of my life, the last thing I would need is a bunch of hooligans dissing on me over something that is completely out of my control. Thinking about this subject just makes me dislike my species even more. My suspicion is there would be far fewer sex change operations if transgenders were simply accepted for what they are.

In closing, there's this song I heard (and I have the video, but it's super fuzzy due to poor TV reception) back in 1986 called "Damn, I Wish I Was a Man" by Cindy Lee Berryhill. If you ever find it, get it. 'Cos...it's groovy!