he had my permission to go ahead with the procedure. i thought it would give me more confidence in life, it would change how i was treated, how i behaved. i mean, i was such an outcast...so, it had to be what i was, who i was, right?
when all was said and done, when i woke up from that living sleep of the dead, i discovered that i was wrong.
changing sex was not going to change my basic personality, i have remained the solitary individual i was before and now i find myself not only a woman, but, a lesbian to boot.
Good piece, Quinn. Sparse and powerful... It has a vulnerability.
ReplyDeleteThis is really good! I had to reread it;)
ReplyDeleteboy ain't that just the way it goes...
ReplyDelete"it's like rain on your wedding day"
See? You can throw out the baby, but some of the bathwater always stays behind.
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