It is a half human.
Perfect prayer to make balance.
No bad, No good, JUST exist.
Do you see me? Do you see my otherness, my difference, or is what speaks to you the parts of me that are resonant, similar? Can you forgive my non-human half in recognition of the ways in which we are akin? Only half human, only half female, can you make that be enough?
How generous of you!
And you wonder why I do not rejoice.
Where is the being who can look at me and see wholeness, not fragments? Who is the person for whom I too would seem fully a person? Can you look at my many parts and see perfection? For I am whole in myself, I am true and real, and not a creature of pieces. My facets are not brokenness, this is not contradiction, it is a completeness that your apparent humanness cannot embrace.
I do not want your pity.
Don’t bring me kindness and tell me you understand how hard it must be for me.
Bring me the wild wonder of recognising my existence.
(First text piece and art by Dr Abbey)