Good evening.

Life moves forwards never stopping to redo, or refresh. Just forward. Sometimes I feel that I’m getting cheated out of my life ( which cause’s depression), but then I take time to think about it and find that I really have been one of the true lucky ones here. I can see where there is a lot of people out there wishing they could have lived in my shoes, (just as for the dressing part that is, not the health part, I wouldn’t wish that on anyone). I am sure they have their reasons for not coming out to the public, where as I have the strength from God to stand and say that I am proud to have been able to live this way. Yes it took some courage from me, but I also had support from friends along the way. I learned how to fight many years ago way before I came out. I was fighting for segregation and I was only 15 then. I have been fighting for something all my life. I am proud to be fighting this battle for transgenders all over the world.

I can not help but feel sorry for those of you that can not live your life out in the world, but maybe when it is all said and done, you will be able to. I know that there are places that being a trans is welcomed and that is a good thing, but it is not like that everywhere in the world, hell not even here in the states. I could move a couple of hundred miles and no one would care, but I should be able to live anywhere and no one care.

Like I said I am really Blessed to have been able to live my life and I know that I would not have been able to do that without Gods help and love for me. Yes God loves us all you see.

Well I think that I’ll stop here, getting tried of typing. Sorry I have not been on here, getting sicker now.

Hope you are all doing ok out there, I love you with the same love Gods shows me, be Blessed and God will do the rest.

Thank you

Miss Bobbie Jean.

With a dream

ONE RACE CALLED THE HUMAN RACE”

 

MISS BOBBIE JEAN

Good Morning.

Good morning,

I truly hope that you are having a beautiful day. There is nothing better then life itself. We are lucky to live here where everyone is to live free, but there is still a group of people that are not allow to live free here. I am a transgendered person trying my best to show that we are not the ones you need to be worried about. It seems to me that the ones you least expect are the ones that are doing the wrong, not trans people. When i go into a bath room, i am going there to pee not to see, hell i hope no one is in the damn thing. I have tried for years to ask for help from the lgbt community and i have never heard from them unless they where asking for money. i had 16 tires cut in my yard and the law told me it was my fault, because i should have known better then to dress like this. the channel ten new came and all they told the public was that there is this man in a dress living at (my address) so there are no laws here to protect me. I lose hundreds of dollars on just tries. Life as a trans can be good in the right place, but i was and still is not in the right place, but it is the place for me to be. I was setting up at the flea market and i could hear what people where saying. I have been called about everything they could think of. I have been beat and raped. But i have not stop trying to show people that we still have to live, we have the right to live and i for one have earned that right to live my life the way i have chosen to, i have never tried to tell anyone how to live their life.

I don’t believe in discrimination or bigotry that is what we need to fear, because that’s what we have running this country now.

The point I am trying to make here is that We are people to, just kie you. I know that I will not have the chance to see it all come together, but one day it will, may God bless you and help you to understand that I wanted and need to be a woman, not a man.

Thank you for your time, if you feel there is something you want to know, if I can help I would be honored to help.

Have a Blessed day as I am on my way, I am Miss Bobbie Jean Chiasson and I am a Trans.

I am Miss Bobbie Jean, with a dream.

“ONE RACE CALLED THE HUMAN RACE”

DESTINY

When they told me that I was dying, I had to go to counseling to prepare me to die.
Well after about two years of that I had become uncaring and just wanted to get it over with. I am not sure if I wanted to live in this world the way it is becoming.It seems like everywhere you look there is ugliness and pain, why is that?
I thought the word of God is that

We should love thy neighbor,

Turn the other cheek,

Do unto ours as you would have them do unto you,

Doesn’t that mean to everyone?

Does it say just these people or those people?

No it doesn’t say any people.

We are nothing but creatures that were put here by GOD.

What we become is up to us.

Everything has a beginning and an ending. Just like the past of this

planet, it too will change,

What will you do then?

What worries me is that every day there is new life here,

Where and what will happen to your kids and their kids.

Are you willing to take the chance that this world will not change or will you start to do something about your surroundings, it is up to you on how you will treat the next person that walks up to you.

I have made mistakes in my life, Hell I just might be making one right now. Just because you don’t like what I am about, all you have to do is click report, well, when you do, remember one thing, I will be back, because I will not be stopped. I think that all people should be treated with respect and kindness. If you can’t do that, then it is you with the real problem, not me.

There is someone on my list of friends that, it just gets my goat, when they open their mouth, because of what they talk about, yet I do not hide or block them, because I want them to see what I have to say.

I think that any one person can be what they want to be,

Vote the way they want to vote,

Pray the way they want to pray,

Date whoever they want to date.

I will not judge you, but if you feel the need to judge someone, then judge me, you’ll be leaving someone else alone for a while.

It is not my wish to piss you off, but it is my destiny to make you see yourself, as you really are…

Can you change to be better?
Here’s hoping your life is full of pleasure and joy comes to you in many forms.

I am Miss Bobbie Jean, with a dream

“ONE RACE CALLED THE HUMAN RACE”

Thank you for your love and your support.

 

 

Kiss

BEING PASSABLE OR NOT

Every day I try hard to deal with many things in my life. Today I would like to talk about (Being Passable). That is what Transgender people try hard to do and some pay big money to try and make that happen.

I used to always worry about someone knowing what I was, male or female, and I thought that it would be better if I could pass as a women. I live here in The South, in a place called Albany Ga. Here there are not but a handful of Transgender people that will walk out in public here.

I take one hell of a chance every time I walk out of my home. Because the more passable I am the more risk I take, if I look real good and pass as a women, than a man comes up to me and starts to talk to me,

What do I do then?

I have to say something.

I will try to be nice.

I always watch myself about being soft in the way I talk.

If he does not stop there, but wants to get to know me more…what is it that I should do then?

I have learned that the truth is always the best way to show yourself to the public. If it gets to that point, I will then ask this gentleman if he knows just what I am. I do not want to lie to someone or to show myself off as anything other than what I am.

I am A Transgender male to female and I am proud of myself for getting this far in my life.

I am 65 years old and every day I live with the fact that I should have died a long time ago. I have always wondered just what is my purpose in life, I think that I may have found it, I love to talk and writing is like making music to me.

I have found that it is not a matter of whether or not I am passable, the truth is I am just a man in a dress to the most of you, and there is nothing I can do about that. I have come to love myself, as I am. I am not a man any more; I have crossed the line of no turning back. I can never go in public without a top on, that’s for sure.

Where we live, I have known people like myself that have stepped into that world where they were thought to be a real woman, when the guys found out that she was not a woman, it cost her the only life that she had, her own. She was beaten and left for dead at an old school house where she lived, not more than 30 miles from where I live today.

Jacqueline and I went to town today and had to get some food, we just needed to get out for a few. She looked real nice today with her brown outfit on. She is so lovely, sometimes I find myself just watching her. She is so much a lady, if I were a man; she would most surely be my woman.

She has this natural look about her that she could pass as a woman, but she does not see things the way I do, she has not had to deal with all the hate that I have had to deal with over the 30 years I have been dressing like this, I know that I am not always passable, but I know that I am Beautiful.

I don’t try as hard any more to be passable, because I now tell everyone that I am a Transgender person and I am proud of my life.

There are times when I wish that I had not chosen the path that I have, but then if I had not, I would not be me.

I would not have met this Beautiful young woman. She is the one that fills my need for love.

Together we now walk out in public and I will always try my best to protect her, I really don’t care if I have to act like a man to do so.

So the thought for the day is that you don’t need to be what you are not, just to be passable, because if you show the truth about yourself to others, then and only then will you become passable, because the most important people in your life will see you as you are…Beautiful

Remember to always be the best you can be, but also remember that no one is prefect, we all make mistakes, do your best and God will take care of the rest.

Written by Miss Bobbie Jean, with a dream ” One race called the human race”

 

 

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Can I learn to forgive?

I got to cook today, and for me that means a lot. It’s not every day I can feel that way. I love to cook and make up a nice plate for Dinner, and when I have someone to do it for, it makes things even better.

I have been going through a lot of things and I am mentally and physically tired. I am trying now just to relax for a while; I have taken three pain pills and would like not to take any more tonight. There is one thing I can say about the Marine Corp I was in is that they taught you how to endure pain.
   My friend Madame Jacqueline is doing just great as for being a friend, yet I cannot help but feel that I am hurting her as well as myself. Because of me, she has not had a chance to get a gig. I cannot help but feel that because of me things will get rough around here.
   I called the People that are suppose to help people like me to live on our own, so that we can still feel like part of something. I asked if there was a program that would help me pay for help, so I could live at home and not in a home. She told me that the only thing that she could do was to have someone come to me three days a week to help me get dressed and cook for me, help me to clean, but I would have to give them 260.00 dollars out of my SS which is only 850.00 and as for as me not being able to drive, I would have to sit at where ever I had to go till the van came back to get me.

   It’s like I worked and I paid and I work some more for what. Oh, they will not come if someone else is living with me, get that. So I thought about a nursing home, I need to be thinking about these things because they look like they could be part of my future. Anyway, If I need to go there, they will take everything that is in my name away from me, and I will not be allow to have anything like a PC or anything else, They will take my van, anything in my checking account and my check every month. I will have nothing. There goes my freedom.
   I will not give up so easy; we are going back to the Flea Market and try to move forward with our lives. I have decided that things will change for us, I am not putting out my signs or any photos of us, We are going out there to sell whatever we can, because we have no choice, I will not let anyone ever stop me from doing what I want to do or saying what I want to say, But I will also forgive anyone that thinks they are better than me or Madame.

   I will forgive any fool that thinks he has the right to call us or any one like us names, I will forgive the asshole that thinks he is God. Because I am better than that, I am better than any of them. We will go and set up with our junk and if you come by fine, if you don’t you lose, not me, I am One of the most interesting people I know. I can tell you a story and you will not know what is real. God give me a Brain to use as I see fit.

   It is the only thing that I can control. and I need help with that, But most of all I have feelings, I hurt inside, In my life I have committed so much sin that I will never see Heaven or God.
   I believe that God has chosen people like me to carry that cross that has become our burden, We are all now expected to live up to Gods way. Man has changed the holly words to make you believe what they want you to believe. There were no words written by God, but by Man.
   In the name of God people have died, because someone else thinks that their God is telling them to do these things to others, that is not what God is about.
   God to me is about what I do here, when I sit here and try to understand why and how did we become the creature with so much hate inside us that we would harm another human creature, yes, we are but creatures of God, just like all the rest of his Creatures, and I do not use the word as to say that God is a man, God is our voices, our cry’s, our sadness and pain, God is our love and understanding, we are all part of what God is, but to have Good there must be evil, I am that evil here, that hatred, that hurting and that pain, You cannot hide, because we are everywhere. The fear that I put into your head brings your God closer to your heart, I cannot change the things that I have done, but I can change the way I feel about myself. I have never before been so afraid of death than I am right now. Because I was not allowed to walk into the House of your God, I feel that I am dammed for Hell.
   We are going out to the Flea Market and I really don’t care about anything but trying to sell something to help me keep my friend here to take care of me. I ask for nothing but respect and allow us to do what we need to do and earn something.

It is no longer important to me about how you feel about me.

It is more important to me to care about how I feel about me.

I am Miss Bobbie Jean, with a dream
“ONE RACE CALLED THE HUMAN RACE”

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“LOST FOR WORDS”

MY LIFE IS LIKE A PIECE OF BREAD I DROPPED ON MY PORCH TODAY,
TOMORROW IT WILL HAVE BEEN BLOWN AWAY.
I FEEL THAT THE ONLY THING IN MY LIFE THAT IS TRUE,
IT HAS ALWAYS JUST BEEN YOU.

FOR THE PAST YEARS ALL I WANTED TO DO WAS DIE,
TODAY I KNOW NOW, THAT I WOULD MISS YOU WHEN MY LIFE HAD PASSED ME BY.
YOU HAVE FILLED MY HEART WITH A JOY,
I KNOW THAT I WILL CHERISH IT ABOVE ALL.

THE LOVE THAT I SEE IS BUT A REFLECTION OF YOUR LOVE FOR ME.
THE MIRROR THAT I LOOK INTO IS YOUR HEART.
YOU HAVE GIVEN YOUR ALL,
AS YOU HAVE FILL MY LIFE WITH JOY.

I HAVE GIVING YOU NOTHING,
YOU GAVE ME EVERYTHING,
I KNOW THAT IT MAY BE TO LATE, YOU SEE,
BUT I WOULD LOVE IT IF YOU WOULD STAND WITH ME

 

I am feeling a little on the sad and depressed side tonight. My health is down and I am having problems staying awake, I keep passing out. My heart is every weaken I have to stay on my oxygen because it is having to beat so hard, only working at less then 15%, there is not much time left for me, that’s why I have to write. I told you that I fought in a war, well we could not win that war, because of the people here calling us names as they smoked pot and got high. While we were over there killing or being killed those same people that were blame us for the war was sitting here taking all the good shots at life, so when we can home there was nothing for us but hatred.

That is why I stand today, I’m not giving up on this war, A war for human rights, for your rights and also my rights. I have the right to live and die wearing a dress. That is when I look my best.

I am Miss Bobbie Jean, with a dream
“ONE RACE CALLED THE HUMAN RACE”

 

NOT A MAN

“TO MY LOVE”

 
I have created this rose just for you,
I would like to share my life with you too.
I have come to find you to be true.
That is why I now share my life with you,

 

It does not matter if you are near or far,
I will always love you no matter where you are.
Never has anyone been so true to me,
As you have my dear, can’t you see.

 

Because of you I live,
You have given all you can give.
You give a kindness and a love that is true.
That is why today I share my heart with you.

 

I vow to stand up tall,
To always love you all.
The thing that I love the best,
Is that you are different than the rest.

 

 

Sometimes I try to add a little something here, but today I am not feeling so good. I am having to be on my oxygen all the time and when I take my morphine, it wants to knock me out. I can only say that it is in gods hands now.

Thank you Miss Bobbie Jean.

 

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