"The unexamined life is not worth living" Socrates

- - scatterings of ideas sent to my younger self, a sensitive girl who was fooled into believing she was a boy because of anatomy - -

Friday 20 March 2015

Rear Guard Action

As a friend pointed out in a comment elsewhere, the Halle household is on holiday at the moment. As you will likely know, this is often the hardest situation for someone who is transsexual and non-transitioning. 

The non-transitioning part has been under attack from within, as chemical warfare against it seems to have lost effectiveness over the past six months (yes, that is how long). 

This morning, waking with the usual unwelcome sensations a strange phrase was playing on my mind: 

Rear Guard Action.. 

I needed to be certain of a vague feeling this was very bad:

Definition of REARGUARD ACTION
1
:  a defensive or delaying fight engaged in by a rear guard (as in covering the retreat of an army or the evacuation of a besieged garrison)
2
:  an effort put forth by means of preventive or delaying measures or tactics and usually against great odds in defense of a threatened existing order or situation or in opposition to a proposed new departure
(http://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/rearguard%20action)

Hmm, that just about says it all. 

Soldiering on folks...

10 comments:

  1. If anyone can, you can, I'm sure.

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  2. You're not alone, hon. Never forget. Big hugs.

    Love,
    Cass xoxoxo

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  3. Love you all (you too Tom)! Thank you.

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  4. We fight, we fight, then we fight some more.
    There are many here who love and support you.
    Much love xoxoxo -alice

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  5. Stay strong, Halle.... And, it is a very good analogy.

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    1. You and I are in this one together Calie, so you too... stay strong.

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  6. Sorry to her you’re fighting a rear guard action, here is my attempt at a little poem I composed that I thought may cheer you up.

    May you create in time
    your own sweet refrain
    In tune with the bitter rain

    For no earthly pride
    Hides a spirits courage
    In no small measure
    Be your heartfelt treasure

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    1. Beautiful and thoughtful of you Lindsay. Thank you.

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