RANT:

So I was an avid fan of FicHaven when it was around and so when they went down for a major site overhaul and recommended Ochiba, I went there. There wasn't a whole lot of activity but hey, that doesn't mean it couldn't have been a good site yeah? So I made an account there, same info as everywhere else, and posted a few things.

Then came the inevitable "If you wish to remain a member, be sure to be active" email. So I logged in, updated some things and posted some new stuff.

In August, my mother passed away after a short battle with cancer. Two weeks after her death, my maternal grandfather passed away as well and I wasn't even told until it was too late to attend his funeral. During that time, I wasn't around for much of anything. A few weeks ago, I went back to Ochiba to post some new things and couldn't log in, so I requested a new password. After getting it in an email, I tried logging in and was told there was still an error. I got a hold of one of the mods and found out that apparently, my account has been deleted for inactivity and I am not allowed to make a new one.

Fine then! I'll just stick with the sites I've not had problems with! See if I recommend Ochiba to anyone!

All of my IY/YYH stories are on permanent hiatus pending rewrite.

All other's are either finished or on temporary hiatus pending cooperative muse.

I have been finding my creative juices severely lacking recently and although my mind has no problem coming up with plotbunnies, when it comes time to actually write, I can't get anything to flow as I want it too and I would rather not write at all then write just because and have it turn into a total wreck. I apologize to anyone who has been awaiting an update for a particular story and I would like you to know that I haven't abandoned any of my fics and I have no intention of doing so.

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Name: Rainbow

Pen Name: BrokenSouledPoetess

Gender: Female

Age: 30

Hobbies: writing, reading, playing video games, playing with my kids, crossword puzzles, embroidery

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Favorite Anime: Cowboy Bebop, Nadesico, Hellsing, Naruto, Inuyasha, Death Note, Ninja Scroll, Bubblegum Crisis, Gokusen, Ghost In The Shell, Outlaw Star, Rurouni Kenshin, Trinity Blood, Trigun, Tenjho Tenge, Vandread, Blue Gender, FMA and a whole lot more...too many to write down I believe.

Favorite Book: Anything written by R.A. Salvatore or Michael Crichton, The Dragonlance Series, Stephen King, Dean Koontz

Favorite Music: Korn, Tool, A Perfect Circle, She Wants Revenge, Daft Punk, Bob Seger and the Silver Bullet Band, Led Zeppelin, Ashes Divide, Index Case, Facecage, Freaklabel, Days of the New, Tantric and, again, a whole lot more then I can post.

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I am the girl kicked out of her home because I confided in my mother that I am a lesbian.
I am the prostitute working the streets because nobody will hire a transsexual woman.
I am the sister who holds her gay brother tight through the painful, tear-filled nights.
We are the parents who buried our daughter long before her time.
I am the man who died alone in the hospital because they would not let my partner of twenty-seven years into the room.
I am the foster child who wakes up with nightmares of being taken away from the two fathers who are the only loving family I have ever had. I wish they could adopt me.
I am one of the lucky ones, I guess. I survived the attack that left me in a coma for three weeks, and in another year I will probably be able to walk again.
I am not one of the lucky ones. I killed myself just weeks before graduating high school. It was simply too much to bear.
We are the couple who had the realtor hang up on us when she found out we wanted to rent a one-bedroom for two men.
I am the person who never knows which bathroom I should use if I want to avoid getting the management called on me.
I am the mother who is not allowed to even visit the children I bore, nursed, and raised. The court says I am an unfit mother because I now live with another woman.
I am the domestic-violence survivor who found the support system grow suddenly cold and distant when they found out my abusive partner is also a woman.
I am the domestic-violence survivor who has no support system to turn to because I am male.
I am the father who has never hugged his son because I grew up afraid to show affection to other men.
I am the home-economics teacher who always wanted to teach gym until someone told me that only lesbians do that.
I am the man who died when the paramedics stopped treating me as soon as they realized I was transsexual.
I am the person who feels guilty because I think I could be a much better person if I did not have to always deal with society hating me.
I am the man who stopped attending church, not because I don't believe, but because they closed their doors to my kind.
I am the person who has to hide what this world needs most, love.
I am the person who is afraid of telling his loving Christian parents he loves another male.

Re-post this if you believe homophobia is wrong. Please do your part to end it

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