#victim of changes

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Judas Priest - Victim of Changes

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JUDAS PRIEST - Victim of Changes 1983 live

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9:03 PM EST February 12, 2024:

Judas Priest - "Victim Of Changes" From the album Sad Wings of Destiny (March 23, 1976)

Last song scrobbled from iTunes at Last.fm

Like the Montrose album, Sad Wings seems just about five years ahead of its time.

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~Judas Priest~Sinner~Genocide~Rock Forever~Victim Of Changes~Riding On The Wind~Exciter~Running Wild~

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Judas Priest - Victim Of Changes

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awakening / liberation / protest

I’ve got to start somewhere. Lately I’ve been thinking about the fact that I don’t know how to think about my gender; that I still feel the urge to imitate/look like/feel like boys and male role models I love. It’s a physical need. I feel better by doing so. Liberated.

I used to believe it was because of my father’s absence, a creative and then romantic way to fill the masculine empty space.

Then periods and PCOS complicated everything. I felt ashamed. So much internalised misoginy.

Today I was looking at a girl and suddenly it came to me that years ago I used to think that people could think I was a lesbian, just because of the stereotype (short haired girl, tomboy = lesbian); in fact, during high school a class mate told me «You must be a lesbian!» (and he is bisexual!). I didn't even fully realize at the time how disrespectful (for both lesbians and me) that was.

I somehow unconsciously convinced myself that I had to re-grow my hair in order to be “seen” by the other sex. I felt ugly and suppressed my free way of expression...

Over the last year I acknowledged that so many people speak freely about how they feel, and act freely too. I didn’t even think I had the right to complain about my pain.