I spent some time talking with my pastor today, talking about being trans, being a survivor of sexual abuse, where I am now, and my desire to find a way to give back to others for all the help I have been given.

A coupe of interesting things came out of it; first, she wanted to re-assure me that from the first time she met me she found I "radiated a feminine energy" so she had no doubt that I am a girl.

Second, she said that she wanted me to contribute some of my poems or stories or both to a newsletter the church gives out to the downtown area, as she believes I have a gift in my writing.

Thirdly, she prayed for a healing for me from the damage done by my rape, giving me a sense of peace about that.

All in all, I feel blessed.