This article is to be honest about some things about me:


First up, I knew at age 4 that I was “Different,” but because it was 1970, was too scared to tell anyone.

Honestly, I thought I was a “Freak, Weirdo, Pervert.” I’d heard these terms from my father. It was his way to describe anyone who wasn’t “White, Male, Beer Drinker and Smoker.” There are other things, but too disgusting.

He was a very narrow minded male, who was the boss of our household.

The only person who knew that I was different, was Claire Baire.

Back in those days, gender jobs were segregated. My father forced me to do all the male, (Heavy, Strong), Jobs. I was given toys suited to males: Model Trains/Cars, Building Sets, Toy Guns– Which I abhorred touching.

I preferred to be with the females, Cooking, Cleaning, Sewing, Knitting, Crocheting.

To read more of my life growing up, please check out:

“Mark’s (Pathetic) Existence.”

This is my true story, which wasn’t easy to right.

Over the years, many people have taken an instant dislike to me, why I don’t know.

I try to be a nice, helpful human, but many assume that I’m seeking a reward.

When I help someone, it’s because I have a generous heart.

I never have an Ulterior Motive.

I’ve found that many humans are jealous of others and because of that will tell lies, despite no evidence or being told they are wrong.

I’ve been the victim of humans lying about me to big note themselves, and/or gain attention.

In 1981, I was accused of touching the breast of a fellow student, I still deny this. Because her friends lied, I copped 12 strokes of the cane on each hand. These females did not feel my punishment was severe enough.

They decided to take matters into their own hands.

Subsequently, viciously assaulted and left to die. Left infertile, which for a 16 year old boy, is devastating. Because of this, have shied away from future relationships, because what female in their right mind would be interested in dating, let alone Marrying, a Defective Man?

In 2018, as many of you know, an ex-associate, spread vicious lies about me online.

I lost many friends because of this, no loss. These “Friends??????” did not even bother to ask if it was true, they just assumed.

I can assure everyone that I’m a cleanskin.

I have been arrested and charged with a minor offence late 1992.

I pled guilty, received a No Conviction Recorded, Good Behaviour Bond for 12 months, and to pay court costs.

I applied to be a Bus Driver mid-1993, I declared this bond, and was offered a position.

I’m so legal that  where possible, walk on the left side of the road, wait for pedestrian lights to change.

Recently, I bought something, but the cashier handed back more change than I was entitled too, I advised her, and she rectified the situation.

Public Transport: I always Touch On and Off, no matter what vehicle I’m travelling on, except when travelling in the “Free Tram Zone.”

Because I’m rarely Trusted by humans, I have difficulty trusting others.

I will clarify: I was molested as a child, this caused trust issues, then the assault too.

I find it difficult to fully open up to others, when I do, it means I trust a person.

In 2009, I was a Train Cleaner. I was assigned Graffiti Removal for a week, something I loved.

We were required to wear extra PPE, however, why I don’t know, I didn’t 1 day.

As I entered the lavatory, the door swung back and hit my bucket, this cause the caustic graffiti remover to splash on my uniform to my skin.

This resulted in 3rd degree burns and 6 weeks recovery.

Even today I still feel the after affects.

Because of this, I take Safety Very Seriously and report breaches, because:



I want this on the record:

“I, Melissa Alison Wilma Jensen, has never had a physical interest in anybody, no matter their age. Because of my Birth Defect, and until it’s inverted, will not, but only age 25+ Females, who sign a written agreement setting out my Boundaries.”

I will expect the same from others too.

I can assure everyone that I am Authentic, Genuine, Caring, Empathetic, Loyal, Respectful.

If anyone has any questions or wishes to know more, within reason, please do not hesitate in contacting me.

One of my Favourite Quotes is:

“Always Ask Questions To Clarify.”


Published by Mel's Customised Candles

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