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Last published Sat, Dec 6, 2014
1 in 11,000 people are diagnosed with gender dysphoria. That’s over 5,000 people in the UK, 28,000 people in the U.S. That is just those diagnosed, it doesn’t take into account those who ignore their feelings about their identities. Those who suffer without saying, those who try and live ‘normal’ lives.
I know this poem paints a sad picture for trans persons and that, for the majority this is not the reality but if it makes you think, if it gives you pause... maybe you could open your heart to those who do not get to live as they should without judgement.
The cover? The blue rose? Love and depression in one.
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