Just how old are we?

You hear when you watch the weather and they say well, it’s 32 degrees outside, but it feels like 25, well my papers say I am 65, but in reality I feel like 166 years old, so just how old am I? How old do you feel these days?

Another thing is that all I can remember is being here, like forever, like I have always been here, I don’t remember ever not being here. Makes you wonder have we been here forever or just a life time?

I have written this poem just for you,

I do this because it is what I do.

With friends in ones life,

It can and will keep one from being down and out.

The thing about friends is that you never know who they are,

Because in today’s world they are few and far.

We all needs friends in our lives,

Sometimes without them one can not survive.

Times are rough for me just as I feel they are for you,

but as true friends maybe we can all pull through.

We as human beings are given a gift of true power,

It is for us to make this our truest hour.

Be a friend not just for looks, a true friend is there even when you look your worst.

Written by Bobbie Jean with a dream.

God and Transgenders Stand Together.

© 2015 – 2016 Living transgender All rights reserved

This is “Just my point of view”

Bobbie Jean



Why is it that when all is going well, we have a tendency to not talk to him, but when things get down and out, we need him more in our lives? Don’t you think that it would be better to have him in our lives all the time? I know not everyone believes in God, but they believe in something, so carry that something with you at all times and be blessed with what is given to you. I tend to believe there is a God and he is with us all the time, he fills my heart even when I think that he has forgotten about me. The thing about living is that we still can learn as long as we are breathing. I have learned that no matter what it is out of life you want, you have to go out there and take it by the horns and do what it is you need to do, make a better life for yourself and those around you and watch as this goodness spreads across this world of ours. Too many people carry a hatred in their hearts because of what they have been taught by their parents, because hatred is not something we are born with, it is a choice that we can do something about. To forgive is easier then to hate, it takes less stress and helps one to feel better about themselves. I feel that I have been truly blessed my God, because there were times when I just knew that my life was over, yet he choose to allow me to live on. I can only hope that I have pleased my Lord and my Father. Have You?
Thanks for your time, Miss Bobbie Jean



Good morning to all, hope your day is going well. I am thankful to wake up in the morning, I so dread the nights. Sometimes it is hard to see Gods plans for us on this place we call earth, but I am sure that each of us will make a difference here. We are more then just people of different colors, genders and size’s, we are all different because that is the way God made us to be. We are called a human race for a reason, because we are humans not robots, we are meat to be different from each other, puts us a step above the beast. I can only hope that my words have helped others in the past, it gives me much pleasure to hear someone tell me how much I have inspired them to free them selves and let people see them for who they really are. I could have lived anywhere I really wanted to in my time here, but when I move here I found a place where I was needed to make a stand for what was right, and right is the freedom of choice to live your life to make you a better person, it is not for anyone else but you, because if you don’t like who or what you are no one else will either.

Even though I am dealing with a lot of pain, I still feel the need to go out to the flea market and try to show these people here in south Ga. That not everyone is the same. I see all kinds of people out there and they see me as well, sometimes it is worst then others because of the different class’s of people that come out there. Here in Ga. People still believe in the old ways and hatred is part of that. They hate anything that is not white. For some reason they feel that God made them just for him, yea right. God made us all in his image and we are like the flowers that bloom here on this plant that he created for us to live together and make it better, it is truly up to us how this will all come out in the end, I am sorry that I’ll never live free here before I die, but I can not help but feel good about what I have done with my life here. It has been a long and hard journey for me, but hopefully it will make it easier for those that follow me.

I thank God for giving me the courage to make a difference and for giving me the knowledge that I needed to stand up and say I am a Transwoman and I am proud of that.

Be who you are, for the most part people will respect you for that.

Written by Bobbie Jean with a dream.

God and Transgenders Stand Together.

© 2015 – 2016 Living transgender All rights reserved


The hardest part for me here is how much I have become depended on my friend here to help me, most of the time I cannot walk so all the work falls on her. She does everything around home and when we go to the flea market she sets everything up. She told me that all I had to do was sit there and talk to people, she takes good care of me. That puts me in a place where I feel useless at time, so sometimes I try to help, but all I do is make it harder for myself later, do you know what it is like to feel useless and to have to depend on someone else to do what you used to do for yourself. Even in my worst times and I don’t even want to look at my computer, I still feel that I have to try to keep moving forward.