Blood Poison and the Beast's Mark
I used to think my blood was poison. I thought because my teenage mother had an affair with my 33 year old married father, and they were 6th cousins, I was marked with a sign of the beast, carrying the sin of being a boy born in a girl’s body, being girl-bodied and desiring other girl bodies. At night, I would pray for God and Jesus to heal me from my sins and wash away the demons that...
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