became the butt of the joke at school and at family gatherings. People mocked me, imitated me, and tried to “correct” me through beatings, starving me, tying me to a bed, punishment, and humiliation. It stopped when I finally learned how to act masculine.
II could die today, and not feel shame, but I do feel shame and I am ashamed.I wish I could have been omnipresent even after my extinction.
I wish I could have been unaware of my surroundings.
wish I could perish, like all those things that I have lost.