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Hello all This question is now running through my mind, when does validation turn into the continuous fight for acceptance? Well, validation comes when you original start accepting yourself and other acknowledges this by using the correct pronoun's for you, and also accepts you for being yourself. Or at least that is how I look at it. The continuous fight for acceptance happens when resistance is felt by you that others can't accept you, and won't without a fight. Almost when you know you have to poop, but know its going to be a painful hard fight to get the relief that you so dearly need. Yes, me using poop has it's significance. IBS, Incontinence, Diarrhea and other poopie things, like the smell, texture and how it makes you feel. Well, that is how you feel each time you won a victory, and a new fight has come to the front line. And yes, to you they smell bad and the thought of having to fight to expell them from your sight to silence or acceptance for the changes you have gone through. Well research is my forte, so I'll just be that urethral infection that burns like a fire because I am getting exhausted from repeating the same fight. Cheers for beautiful ladies and gentlemen Xoxoxoxoxoxoxo Michele

Sorry that you're having to face all this crap, Michele. It sucks and it sounds like you feel very alone. We can't be there by your side physically but we are there spiritually. You do have friends here who care for you, accept you fully, and wish you peace and harmony. Nice words, but only words. I wish I could offer more. Keep writing, keep up the good fight.

Rocky Garden First saw a 12 year old girl Working on her large garden by herself Six to eight hours a day Moving heavy rocks to build up her garden Mother shouts to her father to come, please help her He works beside her for a few hours That summer was a drought Her garden burns in the heat Next year, at age 13 She builds up her garden further Having bags of topsoil and gravel delivered Enlarging her already large garden Separating her vegetables by a wall of stone Proudly sharing her vegetables with her family Father does not help her This year at age 14 My, how she has grown! She looks like her mother Still working alone She builds a chicken wire fence around her garden, complete with a door To defend against the neighborhood deer and rabbits She builds another garden by the side of the house To provide her mother with herbs And another, on the other side of the house In partial shade, for shade-loving vegetables Another girl next door builds a large garden Following her example And an art student sketches their gardens Savoring the idea of smelling and eating Their vegetables Healing her broken heart