Hello There!

Name: Barbara, Haeronwen, Bramblerose Proudfoot: Real name, Elven name, Hobbit name
D. o. B.: 09-03-1991
Likes: Reading, writing, chocolate, friends, family and movies.

-Disclaimer: You know I don't own anything you reconize in my stories, it would be very silly if I did.-

Weird is good, strange is bad, and odd is when you don't know which to call someone. Weird is the same as different, which is the same as unique, so weird is good.
I'm weird, and proud of it!

I am the girl kicked out of her home because I confided in my mother that I am a lesbian.
I am the prostitute working the streets because nobody will hire a transsexual woman.
I am the sister who holds her gay brother tight through the painful, tear-filled nights.
We are the parents who buried our daughter long before her time.
I am the man who died alone in the hospital because they would not let my partner of twenty-seven years into the room.
I am the foster child who wakes up with nightmares of being taken away from the two fathers who are the only loving family I have ever had. I wish they could adopt me.
I am one of the lucky ones, I guess. I survived the attack that left me in a coma for three weeks, and in another year I will probably be able to walk again.
I am not one of the lucky ones. I killed myself just weeks before graduating high school. It was simply too much to bear.
We are the couple who had the realtor hang up on us when she found out we wanted to rent a one-bedroom for two men.
I am the person who never knows which bathroom I should use if I want to avoid getting the management called on me.
I am the mother who is not allowed to even visit the children I bore, nursed, and raised. The court says I am an unfit mother because I now live with another woman.
I am the domestic-violence survivor who found the support system grow suddenly cold and distant when they found out my abusive partner is also a woman.
I am the domestic-violence survivor who has no support system to turn to because I am male.
I am the father who has never hugged his son because I grew up afraid to show affection to other men.
I am the home-economics teacher who always wanted to teach gym until someone told me that only lesbians do that.
I am the man who died when the paramedics stopped treating me as soon as they realized I was transsexual.
I am the person who feels guilty because I think I could be a much better person if I did not have to always deal with society hating me.
I am the man who stopped attending church, not because I don't believe, but because they closed their doors to my kind.
I am the person who has to hide what this world needs most, love.
I am the person who is afraid of telling his loving Christian parents he loves another male.
Re-post this if you believe homophobia is wrong. Please do your part to end it.

1. Your "Real" name: Barbara
2. Your Gangsta name: (first 3 letters of real name plus izzle): Barizzle
3. Your Detective name: (fav colour and fav animal): Brown Monkey
4. Your Soap Opera name: (middle name, and current street name): Margot Saalower
5. Your Star Wars name: (the first 3 letters of your last name, the first 2 letters of your first name , last 3 letters of mom's maiden name): Verbande
6. Your Super Hero name: (2nd fav colour, fav drink): Yellow Hot Chocolate
7. Your Arab name: (2nd letter of your first name, 3rd letter of your last name, any letter of you middle name, 2nd letter of your mom's maiden name, 3rd letter of your dad's middle name, 1st letter of a siblings first name, last letter of your mom's middle name): Aroirnt
8. Your witness protection name: (mother's middle name): Elisabeth
9. Your Goth name: (black, and the name of one of your pets): Black Bunny