Inkmarks On Empty Dreams

Tears for years, but with a happy ending. You also, must be grateful for your beautiful supportive family. “I grow up in a German village during the 80s. At age 5, I was able to formulate my wish to be born with a female body. But no: Everyday I woke up in the same boyish body. At school kids recognized me as different and my role as wimp was cemented. With 13 I read a magazine article about trans-sexuality. The author stated these people are not crazy. I felt relieved. At least I was not crazy, just different. One day alone at home I put on female clothing in the dark. I was 15. My sister appeared earlier than usual. She didn’t recognized my clothing but then she was shocked. Later my brother arrived and found my sister crying. He talked to her and he hasted to my room. He comforted me and tried to be my protective big brother. We were unable to cope this situation. The silent agreement was not to tell my parents about my situation. Years later I started studying in another town but ...

“My name is Lorenza , I come from Italy, I’m 25 years old and I’m in love with Ilenia, my girlfriend. I always thought to be heterosexual up to 20 years old, when I fell in love for the first time with a girl. It happened just when I finished high school and I went on a trip through Europe with some friends. There, I realized that my feelings for my friend Ilenia exceeded friendship and I realized I was in love with her. In a short time we became a couple, but I realized that I had a great obstacle to my happiness: my family. My parents are divorced and I have always lived with my mother. My father remarried and had another daughter, my step-sister which I was so attached. When my mother found out about my relationship with a woman, she was suffering from cancer and the world fell on me. I felt responsible for her unhappiness, I felt her biggest disappointment. Right now she began using an offensive language to contact me, refusing to accept me and my relationship. Every day was a stru...

“Ever since I was a young girl I knew I wasn’t like everyone else. I remember when my aunt would bring home her beautiful friends over and I couldn’t help but wish I was older so I could be with them. I never knew what bisexual meant until I was about 7 or 8. Later I came out to my father at age 11(who was very supportive). I also came out to my homophobic mother at age 11 or 12. My mother was not very pleased and started saying homophobic slurs to me but mostly when she was drunk. Looking back on it was a lot of the time. Ever since I was 10 I’ve faced depression, anxiety, and self harm issues. Now not all of it was from not being accepted as a LGBTQ+ in my mom’s family but it certainly made things a lot worse. I am now trying to get help and am in a happy relationship with my trans boyfriend(who my mother greatly disapproves of). Even though I haven’t faced everything yet I just want LGBTQ+ members of all races, genders, and religions to know that at some point it will get better. It...

In Arab countries, especially Muslim ones, lesbian love is illegal and religion not only forbids it, but the women are stoned to death as the divine purification, just what happened during Inquisition in Catholic countries of Western Europe, women believed to be Witches were put to death for the cause of religion without much evidence. We're in the 21st century and in the Arab countries women are still seen as goods, recipients for perpetuating the species and the family  and they always include this social mistreatment in matters of religion. God's forbidding it in their interpretation and that's final and love is illegal. God never prohibited love, love is not a sin and women of the Middle East need education and freedom to live, love and believe in their intelligence both mental and emotional that they can evolve and become high individuals on all states of mind and evolution.And we need to help them.    This is Nina's story from Jordan :  “I used to play football in...