my dear glass wings, what a beautiful image. How fragile and lovely, I hear that air whistle by as you traverse the winds. I, too am intensely trying to piece-peace things together. Alas, my language reveals my plight. Here, born in a male body, dreaming, frightened, wa...

hello glass_wings, what does your spirit tell you?

Welcome to Wisdomology my friend...May your stay here be as blesses as we are to have you.