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I managed to get into a blog belonging to a transvestite. Now I know the topic of a transvestite is supposedly hilarious, to be poked fun on, etc etc etc

But..

A long time ago, my youngest brother was laughing over his male school teacher who was very girlish, one way or another. Your truly was also laughing over it until my mother overheard the conversation and we got scolded.

She said respect other people no matter how different they are. Transvestites have feelings too. They didn’t ask to be born that way. There is something wrong with their bodies, some hormonal changes. They are not to be blamed.

Since that day, we don’t make fun of transvestites. We let them be.

I can’t say I am an angel. Sure I stare when I see one strutting by. Wrong I know but I find them to be interesting. Maybe because they are different. But I don’t laugh into their faces or make any remarks.

This blog I was talking about, well actually I know this guy/girl and he/she is actually a professional earning big bucks. The actions he does is funny, sometimes I laugh too when I hear a friend talking about him.

But when I was reading this blog, I kind of felt sad for him. It’s hard to be conscious of your difference all the time. Every walking minute, to be judged and made fun of. To be touched unwillingly. Sure, he’s a guy who wants to be a girl but that doesn’t give any rights for other guys to touch him for fun. He probably doesn’t want to be born that way. Sometimes nature behaves in such a funny little way.

I also found links to other sites, similar ones if you get my drift…and they wrote almost the same thing. Being conscious about their differences.

Sigh, it’s hard being different, isn’t it? Hard when your daily struggle is to fit in knowing fully well that you can’t. Hard to want to be accepted, knowing fully well that you’ll never be. Unless the society plans to change it’s mindset over night. We can dream.

I read in the news some time back about some raid and they gathered a group of them transvestites into a cell and the allegation was some officers touched and rubbed their private parts and made fun of it. Sick.

But I’m telling you. I’m kind of jealous. He/She shops in Guess shops, owns like 3 Guess watches, 1 Guess purse, 1 Guess handbag, Guess jeans, Victoria Secret body splash, Aussino bedspread 260 threadcount (he/she owns like 5 of em, I only got 1, that too I stole from my bf), uses MAC makeup and drives a brand new imported car…

Hmph! Jealous jealous…

And he/she has a normal male boyfriend. A little too much for my typical mind to digest but then, just because i can't accept it doesn't mean he/she shouldn't have one, na?

Some eyes may say the boyfriend might be a little sick in the head. Some eyes say shun them. Some eyes sees dirty stuff. I see a little acceptance. Some compassion. He even have a physically impaired brother whom they both take care of fully well. Let me see...a guy who is going out with a transvestite takes full responsibility on his physically impaired brother while another normal guy with a normal girlfriend dumps his brother in some asylum. Where do you draw the line?

I guess in some way or another, accepting this behaviour is somewhat arguable. You may say, well if you agree with this, then perhaps incest is fine too. Euwww no. I am fully opposed to incest. I think it's ultra disgusting and i don't accept any point of arguements on that. Sick.

But then again...that's just me. Sometimes it's a little too hard to draw a line at what is right and what is wrong. Loads of arguements never gets anywhere too.

The world is...as such...