By the time I discovered that you had jumped from a block of flats, they had already picked up your broken, limp body and had sent you to the morgue. I was too late; too late to stop you, too late to make a difference.
So you finally got your peace darling, the peace you wanted so badly. The sequence of events was just too much for me to bear. I had a nervous breakdown and was hospitalized for a month.
The hospital stay was the turning point in my life. I was sent to see a therapist, someone who affirmed me just the way I am, who provided a nurturing and conducive space for me to mend my broken spirit, to build up my damaged psyche.
I know now that I should love myself the way I am, that I am not any lesser than the other human being on the street just because I am different.
It has been a torturous yet enlightening journey for me my darling. How I wish you were here to walk through this journey with me, to also be able to put a stop to the downward spiral and see the light at the end of the tunnel.
I miss you my darling, but I will bravely continue on this life journey and accept the challenges that life throws at me. This is my promise to myself.
Forever yours,
Comments
January 25, 2006 at 9:02 pm
How tragic ! Condemnation kills kills kills…
January 26, 2006 at 11:25 am
Ok, my partner cried when she read this and I’m not even dead yet. . .
phoenixprince said,
January 28, 2006 at 2:01 am
faintz.. very well writen, sister peggy. Could this be Art imitating Art?
Sayoni Speak » PPC re-launch party and Community Fair said,
May 10, 2006 at 1:41 pm
[...] � On a virgin visit to Mox, the secluded lift lobby and stuffy ride to the top feels like a rite of passage. This afternoon marked an important initiation indeed, lesbians plotting world dominion Pelangi Pride Centre’s re-launch party and Community Fair. As the queer cause has floated over the years, so has the community, symbolically. What cause, you may wonder, when it involves things we would rather take for granted – having our partners included in family events, asking friends for a perspective on dating or relationship issues, feeling safe where we have lived most of our life, supporting our partners through sickness and death – in essence, to live and love without guilt, anger and social rejection. Do cowgirls dream of tropical rainbows? Registering at the fair, you would receive a welcome drink coupon and lucky draw number. There were booths for various activities and interests: us, an adventurers’ club, information about safe sex, a church community, a buddhist fellowship, a support group and a women’s discussion list and activity organiser. Visitors who may have seemed shy at the beginning, warmed up as quickly as the air. For every stereotype about queer folk, you would find confirmation and contradiction in the diversity of appearances, personalities and agenda represented. Yet the mission was simply: seek people with whom you have something in common. Against a background of music and poetry performed by Wendy Siew and Cyril Wong, feet reposed and chatter rose. Thanks to our charming volunteers, every woman received a Sayoni bookmark and some gamely wore our stickers. Before long, people started crossing the line. Bodies pressed up against the booths eager to learn more. Organisers and booth representatives circulated. Family and friends bonded. The floor was packed and at least 50 members of Sayoni showed up. Food � check, drinks � check, fun � check, learning � check, connection � check. This Election day, the community had at least one choice and we voted resoundingly. tags: ppc, celebration, community, gay, glbt, lesbian, library, mox, queer, pelangi pride centre [...]
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