My True Love Is For God!

 

I look for you all Mighty God,
I look up to the shining shy.
You have truly filled my heart,
As each day we get closer to never being apart.

I have trusted you all my life,
Now I know it’s time to make it right.
I will walk with you in Heaven above,
That’s where we will share our love.

I thank you for the rest you gave me,
It is something I really needed you see.
You have surly changed my life,
When you showed me that believing in you was right.

I Thank God for the life that he gives me and for my true friends that will understand me.

I share with you the real part of myself and I Hope that there is something that I give back to you as a friend, because I sure want you as a friend till the end.

I Love all my friends, but My True Love I s For God.

Miss Bobbie Jean.

 

I share my life

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This is a need to read!

 

 

So you say I have moods problems. Well first I’ll ask who out there has never had mood swings? What about you, you can sit there and tell me that you have never had a moody day or felt like you were alone or you were dealing with things out of your control. Go ahead make like you never had one.

No one is prefect and if they are there have to be a God or something, because they sure ain’t human. Yes I have mood swings everyday of my life. I can be passed out and wake up not knowing where I am or who is there when I wake up gasping for air. Yes I am facing my own death here and everyday I found it just getting worst. Each time I write a story it just may be my last one. You think that this is easy for me to do, sure it’s only typing a few words down and getting everything ready to go with those words. Just think you are me for a little while. You can’t move because your heart is so weak that anything you try to do makes it work harder and then you have to stop because it starts to hurt and the pain runs up your arm and you are sitting there knowing that there is nothing anyone can do for you. Everyday you are having to take meds. Like Morphine and Percocet and 10 other meds just to keep the pain down and be able to breath some. You are just waiting for that last breathe to come. You are so weak that you really would be just doing nothing but feeling sorry for yourself. Now I don’t feel sorry for myself for doing what I have done in my life. I was not ever helped by any group and community for standing up for gay rights. Instead I was shunned by them all because I was not rick or famous, I am just somebody writing something on their wall on their profile. Saying what I feel and how I feel. This is an open book dairy that I have chosen to allow you to see, I will not beg anyone to be my friend, I will not judge anyone for living their life, I will not count on you or anyone else, because there is a difference between true friends and fake friends. When I see a post and someone is down, I think that is the post that a friend steps in to try and say something that will bring them up. That’s what true friends do for each other.

So Yes I have mood swings, Who wouldn’t if they were in my shoes, that’s another thing, I can’t even wear shoes but that doesn’t matter to you because you don’t have that problem, do you?

I am stopping now, and I am not sure if I will write anymore. I think that it is time for me to think about me, because I really don’t think it makes a difference in anyone else’s life whether I live or die.

Right now I am going to deal with this dying thing and the stress that you have put on me because I am trying to make it right for you, to be you.

Thank you and like I said I am not sure if I’ll be back again.

Miss Bobbie Jean,

I HAD A DREAM”

OF ONE RACE CALLED THE HUMAN RACE, BUT NOW I SEE THAT THERE IS NO PLACE FOR THIS TO BE”

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As We Walk Through Life!

I can not do this alone, I need my friends to pass it on. If you like and share what I say it will surly be on it’s way.

Remember to respect others.

Good evening.

The world is a big place, isn’t it? There is a lot of people that live on this earth we call home. This is a place where we all belong and whether or not we like it, that is the way it is. It doesn’t matter if are happy with our neighbors, they are still our neighbors. There nothing we can do about that other then move ourselves. There is not reason to blast their home or try to push them out, they have the same rights you have to live where the chose. Same goes to work or any other thing that is going on. I know that life is not protect but it is all we have here. Many times people are just trying to live the life they were given, we don’t have a choice in that. The Lord created us to be different in all aspects of life. We are not to look the same or act the same and even talk the same. We are meant to be different so that we can tell each other apart. I really think that is awesome. It is a gift from God that we are this way. But for some reason, there is a Society out there that think they are better then everyone else. This Society is mostly whites ( not all whites, ok) but it is growing and as it does the more different they become. I have lived here for a long time, hell it feels like a life time, because there is only time I know. When I was a child, people were fighting then, it was the whites holding down the blacks, then it was the whites holding down the gays. Now it is the white, and blacks and every damn one else holding down the trans committing, so you see, it is not just the whites that hate me. I mean like who is next to be held down, maybe it will be you, what have you done that makes you different then me? There are some people out there that don’t have a life of their own, so they like to step on other people to get their rocks off. I deal with this kind of person everyday in my life. If not out in public I still have here. I am known around the world, because of my writings. I have many fans and friends out there. I am not alone anymore, ever. There are times when I can’t even move, but I still do my best to get to write something. Believe when I say, there are times, when I have to ask my friend and caregiver to help me roll to my desk because I can’t roll myself. Sure I have nothing else to do here. Because there is nothing that I can do for myself, but somehow I still find the strength that I need just to type, I feel it comes from God, because only he knows how I truly feel. I get the courage from myself, because I think it is wrong to try and judge another human being. God did not put us here for that. That is something that was taught by another human being. I am here to show and tell you that I am not your enemy, your enemy is locked up inside you. God said to love one another, not kill one another. No where does God allow one man to kill another man. I try to give anyone the chance to be a friend, But one needs to know what it is like to have no friends, before he will know what a true friend is. I have been there. Not being able to go anywhere because people don’t like what I wear. No one said this would be easy, yet I am the only one that I can blame. I chose this life I live, because it was the right thing to do. I knew when God told me to stop running and hiding, he told me to be the best that I could be. I know that Gods loves me and God does know just how much I can endure for his love. For God’s love I would give my life to him, I was a Soldier once, it was a different war. This is just another battle in another war. I am not running from this fight. I know there is nothing that I can do money wise or help building something, but I sit here and I can’t even get a wheelchair tramp to get out of my home, because Society don’t feel like I am worth it. But that’s ok, Because a true Soldier learns to adapt and take charge.

I am going to stop now, not because I want to, because I have no choice here, I am hurting more then I need to be, please, let’s stop the hate and try the love thing for a while, cause the hate thing ain’t working out, is it?

Thank you, if you made it this far.

I love my friends.

Miss Bobbie Jean.

P.S.

I may be old today, but I have surely had my day.

 

HAPPY DAYS

Good evening.

Words Hurt!

I am sitting here crying because I feel so hated and I don’t understand why. I have tried all my life to help and give back to others and yet it does not matter to anyone about my feelings and the hurt that i deal with everyday here on this earth we suppose to share with each other. Why is it that I feel that people are just waiting for me to die so they can laugh at me and say go that monster, that whore, that devil is dead. Why can’t I just get the same respect that everyone else does? What have I done that is so wrong here, all I ever wanted was to be a girl, what’s wrong with that?

I know I am suppose to be the Strong one here, but even the strong fall down, once in a while. I am sorry, but my heart is broken and I can’t write anymore. It is my Birthday in two days, and if someone was to ask me what I wanted, the only thing I can think of right now is to die, that’s what everyone is waiting for anyway. Not much of a Birthday for me, is it?

I am so tried of dealing with this hatred, that I don’t know just how much more I can take. I just can’t stop the crying anymore.

Miss Bobbie Jean.

 

AMEN!O

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