This Bigot Loves You
I just want you to love yourself
I’m evil!
you assured me.
I asked you not to harm yourself.
I’m awful!
or so you say.
I said that you were fine as is.
You bigot!
you yelled at me.
I asked you to come back home soon.
You’re so sick!
you texted me.
Try living as a woman first.
Love is gone!
you promised me.
I can’t endorse testosterone.
Goodbye mom!
you never said.
There’s no such thing as a male brain.
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You’re not male!
Your sex is real.
I don’t know if you’ll ever learn.
They’re lying!
It’s obvious.
They tell you that your body’s wrong.
I know you!
You can’t recall.
I raised you and took care of you.
I love you!
I accept you.
I want you to accept yourself.
That’s not you!
It’s all a trick.
No need to change your whole body.
I’m crying!
I’m empty now.
You left and you’re not coming home.
I’m here alone.
Powerful. Also, I love the writing style. I hope some day, once your daughter has gained some additional maturity and perspective, she might be able to read it, or at least to hear the sentiment behind it, and get some insight to your point if view-and, at least as importantly, to the strength of your love for her.
I'm empty and gutted by the loss.