Listen And Read

You should hear this in my own voice.  It should be heard in my own voice.  I do not mean the voice that was heard at my brother’s wedding, or on the radio, or headphones because you should know how they use tricks and manipulation to keep me sounding like some hick when the truth is – I am greater than my surroundings.

If you only knew.

Women of the world, hear me now, hear me once and for all.

I am not your enemy.

There has been an ongoing problem in the world that surrounds my life.  Listen, do you hear it?  It is the sounds of lies, of liars, of purposeful deception, of tricks being pulled, of false re-creations, of laws being broken, of good men being given lies and mistruths, of good women turned to slaves for amusement and entertainment, of this good and honest woman not being given a choice or heard.

Do you really want to believe the lies being told?

Do you really believe the deception with a blind eye?

Let me tell you of my sacrifice, of my powerful will, I have done not just for myself, not just for women around the world, but for all of mankind everywhere.

When I returned to this home after being run out to the other coast and back, I returned to the darkest place I have ever been in my life.  I stood on my stairwell videoing myself on my phone, begging, pleading, sobbing, for an end, for relief, for the truth to be told.  I wrote and wrote and wrote on my computers for help and to report abuse.

For it was never true, for it never has been true that I have ever been an enemy of men, of women, or of gays or straights.  For my whole voting life, I have made sure that I have voted for the equality of men and women, of gays and straights.

You will never know the amount of pressure they have used upon me to make me swear, to force me to fill the air with unkind words.  I hope and pray no one will ever have to endure the amount of mental, physical, and emotional pressure I’ve had to endure just to keep my story straight and true.

Have you endured starvation?

Have you endured isolation?

Have you endured being denied the right to use a toilet?

Have you been denied the right to enter a business?

Have you endured the loss of friendships?

Have you endured the loss of your family?

Have you endured the loss of your pets and animals?

Have you endured the loss of love?  Of physical sex?

I have endured this going on six years now.

I did not use the toilet this last week not because I was tired, or did not have to use the toilet, I did it to keep the peace.

The time of leashes is over.

The time of unwarranted searches are over.

The time of playing pretend is over.

The time of one-way vision is over.

For, I have a right to my own body.

I have a right to decisions made with my body.

I have a right to choose who I share my bed with.

I have a right to be upset and angry if I am deceived.

I have a right to say no.

I have a right to say I will never be with a woman.

I have a right to say I never want to be with a woman.

I have a right to say I am ending a relationship.

I have a right to say this world I am living in should never have existed, should not exist, should end, that measures and laws should be taken to ensure no person has their life taken from them as I have had my life taken from me.

I have a right to say enough.

I have a right to choose who I make friends with.

I have a right to decide I no longer choose to be friends with someone based on how they have hurt me.

A woman has a right to her own body.

A woman has a right to her own body to make decisions about her own body.

This woman has a right to her own body.

I have a right to say this is a cock-only zone.

I have a right to say it is nothing but the glorious penis to the end of my days.

I have a right to say it will never be anything but, dick, dick, dick, beautiful dick.

I have a right to my own mind.

I HAVE A RIGHT TO MY OWN MIND.

I have a right to say it is my mind first!

I have a right to say you do not belong here.

I have a right to say you are not permitted here.

I have a right to say you are not allowed admittance.

I have a right to close doors.

I have a right to lock a door.

I have a right to be the only keyholder.

As every woman has a right to her own body, to say her own anthem, to bar the door, to her own thinking, to her own mind.

I do not wear my No Ma’am t-shirt to disparage, hurt, or harm any woman.

I do it for myself first.

I do it for women everywhere.

So, that no man, no woman, no person could ever again force another person into any act against their will.

AGAINST THEIR WILL!

If I had found out that another man or woman had been forced into an act that they themselves did not agree to or want – I would have gone to the floor for them.  There is no way I would have done nothing – for someone else.  There is no way I would have done nothing for a stranger.

I wear my No Ma’am t-shirt for the ONLY reason – which has nothing to do with the hood – that I may not be the prettiest girl in the world, I may not be the smartest girl in the world, I may not be the greatest talent in the world, I may not be loved by any man again for the rest of my life, but I am here.  I am not dead, yet.

And, I am Cherith.

I am no one else.

I am Cherith.