my reply to my brother

This is the reply I have sent to my brother.

Mike:

First, I do want to say I appreciate your love, and of course all prayers are welcome. But please believe me when I say how much I have tried every other avenue I can think of. I have prayed, read scripture, studied, begged and wept to God. I have confided in Christians, both ministers and lay people, the vast majority of which feel no better about this than you do. I have sought the opinions of therapists, councilors, and psychologists. I have considered the possibilities that I am merely a transvestite, a homosexual, that I am simply damaged from my rapes, and even that I might be demonically possessed. I have tried every cure I have heard of, including getting married, to no avail. I sincerely did not WANT this to be the answer I came up with, if only because the other choices seemed easier, that they did not require the sort of hard decisions and sacrifices this one involves. And after all that fighting, all that resistance, I am at the end of myself. Its either this, or a lifetime of pain that I simply cannot endure. I am not sure that you would accept as objective my improvement in mood, the reduction of signs of stress including a drop in my blood pressure, and my growing confidence, not only in this area, but in all my life, as anything but subjective. For the same reason I doubt I can convince you of my conclusion that God accepts me as his daughter. I don't have objective evidence, just visions, what i believe is the comfort and strength of the strength from the Holy Spirit, and the belief that if He were apposed, I would not be seeing the fruits of the Spirit growing in me daily. The time to try this way is NOW, I cannot wake up in ten years, after God only knows what pain I have caused myself and others trying to fight this, and wish I had at least tried this road. Yes, the possibility exists that I am wrong, and even if I am right, I may fail, but I think I must try.

I love you bro.

Your sister, whether you believe it or not, Dorothy.

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