Equality, and marriage in particular, is a hot issue at the moment. It is one of paramount importance to me, a lesbian trans* woman. The right to marry a person of my choosing has been stripped from me because I'm a woman who loves women. Why should I be considered less of a person because I'm not heterosexual, because I'm not cis-gender, because I'm not 'like everyone else'. I should be able to express my love with the same rights as any heterosexual couple. I shouldn't be subject to less human and civil rights than my friends and family because of who I'm attracted to, because my gender didn't match the sex I was assigned arbitrarily by a doctor decades ago. The Same Sex Marriage Bill is currently being delayed by the bloated, unelected bigots in the House of Lords, and will probably be shunted back to Commons with some 'adjustments' to the Bill. The amount of concessions in the Bill already haven't appeased the people deciding if it should be law and probably never will. Equal marriage is a cause that still needs fighting, and a very worthy one at that. We will get it in the end.
This one issue seems to have taken over the equality debate to become the be all or end all of the LGBT+ struggle. No-one seems to have decided where do we go once marriage equality has been won for everyone. While it is an important issue, it isn't the biggest problem facing LGBT+ people today. We finally have a global debate for the rights of people who have been denied them for too many years to count. We need to keep up the pressure yet already trans* people have been asked to stand aside so we can get to marriage equality first, then they'll 'come back' for us. There is no excuse for excluding trans* people or any other group, equality is an issue for everyone. Excluding the most vulnerable people to make it more appealing to the hetero-normative masses takes any of the meaning .out of what you are trying to achieve. It becomes a hollow victory at best. I most certainly will not step aside so someone else can get their rights and abandon me to my fate. Equality is for everyone.
Where do we go then? Once we win marriage equality and get that right we should have, what comes next? There are still many inequalities for women, the pay gap, reproductive rights being threatened, sexism and misogyny everywhere. LGB in equality is getting better, but there are still many rights not afforded to homosexual or bisexual people, and in some parts of the world being gay is punishable with death. Trans* people still face massive discrimination in many countries around the world. Even in the UK, a country with arguably some of the best trans* rights in the world, there is huge discrimination. Many trans* people are unemployed and struggle to get employed. There is huge discrimination in the use of services, and public toilets still remain a minefield. Trans* people are a target for the ridicule of the media, who still show us as freaks and perverts.
The privilege in our society is prevalent, we are a culture dominated by cis-gender, heteronormative, able-bodied, white men. They outstanding privilege that anyone with one of these labels, let alone most of them, has is often unseen. The mundane nature of every day life can make people blind to this privilege, and forget that someone like me, someone who goes against these societal norms, has to struggle just to lead a normal life. Coming out, both as a trans* woman and as a lesbian has changed my standing in this culture forever. I will never be looked on as 'normal' again. The simplest of things become a challenge. I've had essential rights stripped away. I have to consider every action I take, every place I visit, every pub I drink in to see if it'll be safe. To see if I can have an enjoyable evening without stares, comments or worse abuse. I am still aware I have privilege. I was lucky enough to be born into a country with free healthcare. I am caucasian, and raised in a good home. I attend a very good university, and have great friends. There are a lot of LGBT+ people who have none of those things. This is why we need to work out what comes next.
There is a lot of fighting, a lot of activism and a lot of struggling still to be done.
Not all of this is legal battles either. Education is needed to show the population we are just ordinary people who want the same rights, the same respect as heterosexual cis-gendered people receive. I don't want special treatment or extra rights, just the same ones. There needs to be an attempt to show the world LGBT+ people are neighbours, families, friends, co-workers. We're just normal people with the same worries, we experience the same joys, we fall in love and want to raise families or follow successful careers. We want to live our lives in safety, without discrimination.
Educating the world to this is the real battle to be fought, for when we are seen as people and not a scary unknown, the rest will follow.
Tumbling through the looking glass
A journey with me to become the woman I should have been born as but always knew I was.
Saturday, 20 April 2013
Thursday, 11 April 2013
An update on my continuing transition
Time for an update on my transition and I apologise for the lack of updates in recent times. There really hasn't been much to tell. It has been a quiet month with regards to the trans* side of my life.
I am coming up to 8 weeks on HRT, and it is starting to show its effects. My skin improved, then got more sensitive and a lot dryer. My chest is starting to grow and I have developed slightly sore nipples, which excites me more than I should admit! I have lost a lot of weight, and am nearing my target which is drastically improving my mood. I feel healthier, but still need to exercise more, and my diet could be better. Overall I am progressing well physically.
Other aspects of my life and transition are going well too. I am practicing my voice, and it gets a little better every day, though still sounds fairly masculine. I am keeping myself better groomed, learning that hair removal is an incredible chore and epilators are some sort of medieval torture device brought into the 21st Century. I am practicing my makeup application, and hope to move beyond the skill of a 5 year old soon.
University is going well too. I have massive projects to have finished by May, but they are going well. The summer exam season is nearly upon us, which seems terrifying! Soon my first year will be over and I move out of halls and into a student flat. I am looking forward to the summer, 4 months, no lectures, essays or seminar! When I return for my second year i'll be living full time as a woman, so over the summer my uni is going to help change all my records and prepare me for returning.
I also went for my first night out fully dressed up with my friends. It was wonderful I felt so amazing to just be me for a night. It is making me slightly impatient to get going on full time life. It isn't long, a few more months then the nightmare I lived before will be over, and a whole new set of life challenges start. This is what i've been waiting for!
Sorry nothing drastically interesting in this blog, just an update. I am swamped with work and revision. Soon enough I shall be writing about going full time, the experience of coming out to my course and lecturers, the wonders (and pain) of laser hair removal, the experience of attending a Gender Identity Clinic and my thoughts and views on a range of more politically charged subjects such as equality and civil rights. So readers a lot to look forward to and I hope you enjoy what is to come.
I am coming up to 8 weeks on HRT, and it is starting to show its effects. My skin improved, then got more sensitive and a lot dryer. My chest is starting to grow and I have developed slightly sore nipples, which excites me more than I should admit! I have lost a lot of weight, and am nearing my target which is drastically improving my mood. I feel healthier, but still need to exercise more, and my diet could be better. Overall I am progressing well physically.
Other aspects of my life and transition are going well too. I am practicing my voice, and it gets a little better every day, though still sounds fairly masculine. I am keeping myself better groomed, learning that hair removal is an incredible chore and epilators are some sort of medieval torture device brought into the 21st Century. I am practicing my makeup application, and hope to move beyond the skill of a 5 year old soon.
University is going well too. I have massive projects to have finished by May, but they are going well. The summer exam season is nearly upon us, which seems terrifying! Soon my first year will be over and I move out of halls and into a student flat. I am looking forward to the summer, 4 months, no lectures, essays or seminar! When I return for my second year i'll be living full time as a woman, so over the summer my uni is going to help change all my records and prepare me for returning.
I also went for my first night out fully dressed up with my friends. It was wonderful I felt so amazing to just be me for a night. It is making me slightly impatient to get going on full time life. It isn't long, a few more months then the nightmare I lived before will be over, and a whole new set of life challenges start. This is what i've been waiting for!
Sorry nothing drastically interesting in this blog, just an update. I am swamped with work and revision. Soon enough I shall be writing about going full time, the experience of coming out to my course and lecturers, the wonders (and pain) of laser hair removal, the experience of attending a Gender Identity Clinic and my thoughts and views on a range of more politically charged subjects such as equality and civil rights. So readers a lot to look forward to and I hope you enjoy what is to come.
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Sunday, 24 March 2013
An open letter to the people who support me & who I love...
I was recently inspired by a post on Autostraddle about coming out as trans*. I always feel like a terrible burden to those around me, my transition doesn't just affect me in isolation. I have trouble communicating my feelings to those I love and care for and to tell you how my transition affects my life, what will change and what will stay the same.
So for you all I give you this open letter;
Dear People in my life,
As you all know my life changed drastically in the last few months. I was born not as I should have been. My body doesn't align with my brain. I have what is called Gender Dysphoria by the medical profession, to me I was born with a male body but identify as female.
This has put a lot of strain on my life. I spent a lot of it in denial, hiding from the truth in an attempt to be 'normal', I tried very hard not to be a 'freak' or a 'deviant'. I wasted a lot of time and energy in this pursuit, even though it just caused me more anguish, leading me down destructive routes and almost over the very edge. I had given up all hope of ever being happy with myself and moved through life with no involvement in it. I had died inside and felt it wasn't much of a step to finish the job.
I decided to give life one more go and came to uni. Little did I know I would meet people here who would help me become me. Who would encourage and guide me into a life I had long thought would be impossible. Who showed me that I wouldn't be alone, that I can finally express who I am without fear of abandonment by everyone I care for.
You are the most wonderful people I have ever met, I am honored to be your friend. You are my family, the people I can rely on when times are hard and I want you all to know you can do the same with me. I'll do anything for you all.
I simply cannot express what your encouragement and friendship has meant to me in this time in my life. I apologise for any times i'm difficult, or awkward, or hormonal, or bitchy, or crying, or scared. I apologise if you ever face any trouble because of my transition, or grief because you know me.
The next few years of my life are going to be very difficult. There is going to be a lot of pain, physically and emotionally. There will be abuse and derision thrown my way for merely attempting to be who I am. I am so sorry if any of this affects you in any way, and please know I will try my best to prevent that. You are all so special to me, I want you all to have wonderful happy lives. I want to do all I can to make sure that is what happens. I have many battles to fight in the years ahead, I am glad to know I have people as wonderful as you all behind me, I know I can keep going now.
I want to thank my wonderful fun, and now very blonde friend. You are so sweet to me, your words of encouragement keep the darkness away. I may never believe you when you say i'm pretty, but it always makes me smile when you do. You always make me feel like a woman, you always listen to me even when I talk nonsense and you never stop reminding me that I am a valid person. You are a beautiful, intelligent and wonderful person I am overjoyed to have in my life.
To my future amazing flatmate. I am amazed how you accepted me without batting an eyelid, and now just see me as another woman. Your guidance through this early time has been invaluable. Your warmth and kindness have made me feel human again. You always make me laugh, even when I feel low. I owe you a lot and can't wait to live with you next year. I will try my best not to be moody and hormonal, and if I do just tell me to sort it out! There will be much cake in your future and I promise we'll try not to get fat together.
All the love for both of you! You are amazing people and I love with all my heart.
I want to thank one person the most; my best friend. You are like the sister i've never had and I love you with all my heart. You have encouraged me when I needed it, pushed me when fear held me back. I reached out to you when I was at rock bottom, and you took my hand and showed me everything will be ok. You have opened up the cage I was locked in, and guided me as I am finally being set free. You won't let me back down or hide away, and you see me as the woman I am even though the world still would prefer me to be a man. You never stop being optimistic and are always there to comfort me when I cry and to stop me giving in. You are responsible for the woman I am becoming. You know me better than I know myself, and I trust you completely and unconditionally. You are the single most amazing influence on my life. Without your help I don't think i'd be here, you really have saved my life. For this I owe you everything, its a debt I can never repay and I thank you with all my heart and soul. You have given me the gift of life and a second chance; I wont waste any of it.
So for you all I give you this open letter;
Dear People in my life,
As you all know my life changed drastically in the last few months. I was born not as I should have been. My body doesn't align with my brain. I have what is called Gender Dysphoria by the medical profession, to me I was born with a male body but identify as female.
This has put a lot of strain on my life. I spent a lot of it in denial, hiding from the truth in an attempt to be 'normal', I tried very hard not to be a 'freak' or a 'deviant'. I wasted a lot of time and energy in this pursuit, even though it just caused me more anguish, leading me down destructive routes and almost over the very edge. I had given up all hope of ever being happy with myself and moved through life with no involvement in it. I had died inside and felt it wasn't much of a step to finish the job.
I decided to give life one more go and came to uni. Little did I know I would meet people here who would help me become me. Who would encourage and guide me into a life I had long thought would be impossible. Who showed me that I wouldn't be alone, that I can finally express who I am without fear of abandonment by everyone I care for.
You are the most wonderful people I have ever met, I am honored to be your friend. You are my family, the people I can rely on when times are hard and I want you all to know you can do the same with me. I'll do anything for you all.
I simply cannot express what your encouragement and friendship has meant to me in this time in my life. I apologise for any times i'm difficult, or awkward, or hormonal, or bitchy, or crying, or scared. I apologise if you ever face any trouble because of my transition, or grief because you know me.
The next few years of my life are going to be very difficult. There is going to be a lot of pain, physically and emotionally. There will be abuse and derision thrown my way for merely attempting to be who I am. I am so sorry if any of this affects you in any way, and please know I will try my best to prevent that. You are all so special to me, I want you all to have wonderful happy lives. I want to do all I can to make sure that is what happens. I have many battles to fight in the years ahead, I am glad to know I have people as wonderful as you all behind me, I know I can keep going now.
I want to thank my wonderful fun, and now very blonde friend. You are so sweet to me, your words of encouragement keep the darkness away. I may never believe you when you say i'm pretty, but it always makes me smile when you do. You always make me feel like a woman, you always listen to me even when I talk nonsense and you never stop reminding me that I am a valid person. You are a beautiful, intelligent and wonderful person I am overjoyed to have in my life.
To my future amazing flatmate. I am amazed how you accepted me without batting an eyelid, and now just see me as another woman. Your guidance through this early time has been invaluable. Your warmth and kindness have made me feel human again. You always make me laugh, even when I feel low. I owe you a lot and can't wait to live with you next year. I will try my best not to be moody and hormonal, and if I do just tell me to sort it out! There will be much cake in your future and I promise we'll try not to get fat together.
All the love for both of you! You are amazing people and I love with all my heart.
I want to thank one person the most; my best friend. You are like the sister i've never had and I love you with all my heart. You have encouraged me when I needed it, pushed me when fear held me back. I reached out to you when I was at rock bottom, and you took my hand and showed me everything will be ok. You have opened up the cage I was locked in, and guided me as I am finally being set free. You won't let me back down or hide away, and you see me as the woman I am even though the world still would prefer me to be a man. You never stop being optimistic and are always there to comfort me when I cry and to stop me giving in. You are responsible for the woman I am becoming. You know me better than I know myself, and I trust you completely and unconditionally. You are the single most amazing influence on my life. Without your help I don't think i'd be here, you really have saved my life. For this I owe you everything, its a debt I can never repay and I thank you with all my heart and soul. You have given me the gift of life and a second chance; I wont waste any of it.
To the rest of this wonderful group of people I have become a part of please know I love you all. You are family to me and I look forward to the shared experiences well have in the future. My story includes all of you, through the highs and lows. I couldn't ask for better people to be a part of it. As long as I live I will never forget what you have all done for me, the parts you have played in helping me and the friendship we share. I now have a future and I wouldn't miss sharing it with you for anything.
I love you all,
Sophie x
Sophie x
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Monday, 11 March 2013
My timeline is now not my own, medicine dictates all
I do apologise to everyone for my lack of posts for a while. Life has been flying by. University deadlines are approaching, essays need writing, my social life is being attended to and helping friends when they need it. It has been a busy couple of weeks.
I shall update you all on my progress. I'm now over three weeks into my hormone therapy. Its going well, though i'm not feeling many effects yet as its a bit early. I do feel a sense of calm coming over me, my mood swings seem less severe, I feel a deeper connection with people I care about and I also feel more emotionally available. I have noticed my sense of smell seems to be more potent, i'm sweating a lot less than normal and the spiro is making me pee a lot. I'm not sure how many of these are psychosomatic or real, but i'm glad to be finally undoing some of the damage wrought by testosterone. This has put me in a happy mood and making me feel optimistic and bright, except the mornings; i'm just not a morning person.
The hormones now dictate my schedule, the effects will begin to show in the coming months, and by the summer holiday, hopefully they'll be fully showing. This is hard to balance though, I don't want to 'give the game away' before I finish my first year, but I am desperate to be the person denied to me for so long. I am finding this pre-transition period is a lesson in patience beyond anything I have ever experienced. I know comparatively the wait now is nothing compared to the first 30 years, but also the tension is ratcheting up every day. To cope with this I have introduced more feminine elements to my life. Only little things but they make me feel more comfortable like wearing more jewelery, painting my nails, straightening my hair, wearing pieces of female clothing, being more colourful. These things quieten my restless soul for now, but has also opened me up to some questioning by my peers.
In my halls no-one is bothered, the people who know i'm trans* just accept it, the ones that don't probably talk about it but have got used to it by now. The people on my course are another matter, I can tell i'm being talked about. Luckily most of them are far too polite to actually say anything to my face, though I did get a few comments about my nails including one that i'd 'get a reputation' for having them painted. That one did make me laugh, how little they know.
I can deal with funny looks and snide comments, it'll get a whole lot worse once I go full-time. The abusive remarks can get to me at times, but i'm developing a fairly thick skin these days.
On another note, I had my first of what i'm sure will be many meetings with the university. We discussed how to proceed with regard to my education and how my transition will affect it. We discussed what the university needs to do in regards to changing my name and gender on my records, which is quite a lot. They will update everything in my permanent record to show me only as a woman and as Sophie. Anything that needs my old name on it legally will be sealed. The university will also do all it can to work around my medical requirements and will help me when it comes to announcing to people on my course and lecturers. This is the scariest part for me, so luckily I won't have to stand in front of a room full of people and explain being trans* to them.
In all its been a fairly good few weeks. Sorry this post is not more interesting, or political, I just wanted to keep an update on how my transition is progressing.
Sophie x
I shall update you all on my progress. I'm now over three weeks into my hormone therapy. Its going well, though i'm not feeling many effects yet as its a bit early. I do feel a sense of calm coming over me, my mood swings seem less severe, I feel a deeper connection with people I care about and I also feel more emotionally available. I have noticed my sense of smell seems to be more potent, i'm sweating a lot less than normal and the spiro is making me pee a lot. I'm not sure how many of these are psychosomatic or real, but i'm glad to be finally undoing some of the damage wrought by testosterone. This has put me in a happy mood and making me feel optimistic and bright, except the mornings; i'm just not a morning person.
The hormones now dictate my schedule, the effects will begin to show in the coming months, and by the summer holiday, hopefully they'll be fully showing. This is hard to balance though, I don't want to 'give the game away' before I finish my first year, but I am desperate to be the person denied to me for so long. I am finding this pre-transition period is a lesson in patience beyond anything I have ever experienced. I know comparatively the wait now is nothing compared to the first 30 years, but also the tension is ratcheting up every day. To cope with this I have introduced more feminine elements to my life. Only little things but they make me feel more comfortable like wearing more jewelery, painting my nails, straightening my hair, wearing pieces of female clothing, being more colourful. These things quieten my restless soul for now, but has also opened me up to some questioning by my peers.
In my halls no-one is bothered, the people who know i'm trans* just accept it, the ones that don't probably talk about it but have got used to it by now. The people on my course are another matter, I can tell i'm being talked about. Luckily most of them are far too polite to actually say anything to my face, though I did get a few comments about my nails including one that i'd 'get a reputation' for having them painted. That one did make me laugh, how little they know.
I can deal with funny looks and snide comments, it'll get a whole lot worse once I go full-time. The abusive remarks can get to me at times, but i'm developing a fairly thick skin these days.
On another note, I had my first of what i'm sure will be many meetings with the university. We discussed how to proceed with regard to my education and how my transition will affect it. We discussed what the university needs to do in regards to changing my name and gender on my records, which is quite a lot. They will update everything in my permanent record to show me only as a woman and as Sophie. Anything that needs my old name on it legally will be sealed. The university will also do all it can to work around my medical requirements and will help me when it comes to announcing to people on my course and lecturers. This is the scariest part for me, so luckily I won't have to stand in front of a room full of people and explain being trans* to them.
In all its been a fairly good few weeks. Sorry this post is not more interesting, or political, I just wanted to keep an update on how my transition is progressing.
Sophie x
Sunday, 24 February 2013
It finally feel real, it's the beginning of actually being alive
Recently two major things have happened to me; I started hormone therapy & I had my psychiatrist appointment. It has been great for my confidence and self-esteem, and I will endeavour to share the experience of both.
The psychiatrist appointment was amazing. I was accompanied by a wonderful close friend who made me feel much more comfortable. The doctor was very kind and compassionate, and asked all the questions he needed to. Some were a bit embarrassing and very personal but he needed to ask them to assess me properly. I talked a lot about how I came to know I was trans*, what my childhood was like, my family and friends and my sexuality. This experience is never a pleasant one, but it was made as easy as possible for me and for that I have much to thank the doctor, the mental health specialist who was present and the NHS. I am happy it is done, and I can move to the next part of my treatment, seeing a specialist at a gender clinic.
I have also started my hormone therapy. I am self-medicating, which I will say is not something to be recommended. To anyone reading my blog taking hormones has severe risks and can be dangerous to your health without medical supervision. If you choose to go this route please discuss it with a GP or gender identity specialist before you do and buy hormones from a reputable source.
I am only a week into mine now and I wont feel any effects for a while yet, but i'm glad i've started. There's no looking back now, and only the future to look forward too. I will continue to update as changes, real or psychosomatic, happen. Eventually, once I feel confident enough, even pictures of myself. Though that's a long way away yet.
Right now i'm still fighting the depression that is constantly encroaching into my world. I still extremely dislike the reflection I see in the mirror every morning. I still feel fat and ugly. I still feel worthless and that i'm not good enough for my friends. I still feel a burden to the people I love. I still feel so lonely. But now there is a tiny ray of hope that one day it'll all be better. I'll finally be happy and content with my life. I'll finally feel something, anything, other than sadness. I just have to keep going and life will be worth living. That I can be a productive human being and not a constant source of worry to people. I relying on that most wonderful of human emotions to get me through this low point in my life.
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Sunday, 17 February 2013
If i'm flying solo, at least i'm flying free
One thing that has dominated my thoughts recently is how my transition affects the people around me. I know this is going to affect the rest of my life and I can live with that. It's my battle to fight. It's hard to know that my friends are going to be included in it as well, that my family, both blood and chosen, will be affected by something I have to do.
How do I deal with the knowledge that people I care about may face abuse or ridicule just from being associated with me. Why should they have to face that because of me? I feel I am punishing the people who have been kind enough to actually accept me as I am and want to be a part of my life. It is troubling me and I worry it'll end up with me pushing them away to stop them getting hurt. Maybe I should go through transition alone? I know I cannot live my life for other people, but shouldn't I also prevent them getting hurt too? Why should I have the audacity to affect peoples lives in that way? I don't want to be alone, its how i've spent my life so far. Now I have people in my life I truly care for and care for me. I finally have the support I need. I am just so scared of something happening to them because of me; abuse from strangers or exclusion from things by small-minded people. I guess all I can do is inform them of this and let them make their own choices.
If not i'll do it as i've spent most of my life; alone.
This particular issue has been one of many things currently occupying the ridiculous place I call a mind, and dragging me down into a deep depression I haven't felt since I was a teenager. Some days recently I haven't even wanted to get up or do anything, I have constantly questioned the validity of my own existence, why I should be allowed to be here at all when so many others would be more worthy.
I hate feeling like this, yet there is little I can do. I am stuck in a limbo place, not quite who I should be, not in the hiding place I inhabited before. This place feels dark and cold and it permeates my world. The former shadows I used to hide in lurk at the edges of my life, but I can't return to them again, it would crush what little sanity I have left. The depression that has haunted me all my life is in full swing right now determined not to loosen its grip. I know this will be over one day, the hollow feeling that my life is wasted, that i'm nothing but a non-person, will fade as I finally start to be true to myself. I have to move forward going back is impossible, I cannot live that life again. I have hidden for so long, played by the rules set for me by society and spent every day hating who I am, its just not an option to return to that. I apologise for the generally unhappy tone of this blog post, it needed to be written down and in some way it has helped a little to air these demons in my mind.
I guess, for now, i'll just have to keep smiling through the tears, and hope the end is a happy one.
How do I deal with the knowledge that people I care about may face abuse or ridicule just from being associated with me. Why should they have to face that because of me? I feel I am punishing the people who have been kind enough to actually accept me as I am and want to be a part of my life. It is troubling me and I worry it'll end up with me pushing them away to stop them getting hurt. Maybe I should go through transition alone? I know I cannot live my life for other people, but shouldn't I also prevent them getting hurt too? Why should I have the audacity to affect peoples lives in that way? I don't want to be alone, its how i've spent my life so far. Now I have people in my life I truly care for and care for me. I finally have the support I need. I am just so scared of something happening to them because of me; abuse from strangers or exclusion from things by small-minded people. I guess all I can do is inform them of this and let them make their own choices.
If not i'll do it as i've spent most of my life; alone.
This particular issue has been one of many things currently occupying the ridiculous place I call a mind, and dragging me down into a deep depression I haven't felt since I was a teenager. Some days recently I haven't even wanted to get up or do anything, I have constantly questioned the validity of my own existence, why I should be allowed to be here at all when so many others would be more worthy.
I hate feeling like this, yet there is little I can do. I am stuck in a limbo place, not quite who I should be, not in the hiding place I inhabited before. This place feels dark and cold and it permeates my world. The former shadows I used to hide in lurk at the edges of my life, but I can't return to them again, it would crush what little sanity I have left. The depression that has haunted me all my life is in full swing right now determined not to loosen its grip. I know this will be over one day, the hollow feeling that my life is wasted, that i'm nothing but a non-person, will fade as I finally start to be true to myself. I have to move forward going back is impossible, I cannot live that life again. I have hidden for so long, played by the rules set for me by society and spent every day hating who I am, its just not an option to return to that. I apologise for the generally unhappy tone of this blog post, it needed to be written down and in some way it has helped a little to air these demons in my mind.
I guess, for now, i'll just have to keep smiling through the tears, and hope the end is a happy one.
Monday, 11 February 2013
All I ask for is to be treated equally, is it really too much to ask?
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Unfortunately this is not the case as the bill will likely be ripped apart and amended. This is on top of an already weak and watered-down piece of legislation, that now is based around binary gender effectively excluding intersexed, genderqueer and non-gendered people or forcing them to lie to get married. It also makes no acceptable legislation for trans* people, still forcing annulment of marriages as Sarah Brown has eloquently written about here. A superficial attempt by our moronic Prime Minister to secure left wing votes for the next election.
Despite this, maybe the bill will open the door for future legislation that will be fairer and more complete. Maybe our next government will have less bigots in it, who cannot come up with a convincing reason to stop equal marriage other than "Ew, I dont like gay people, and neither do my voters".
Equality is not only achieved in Westminster, the hardest part is changing the minds of the ordinary public. Its all well and good me being able to marry a woman I love, but people in the street can still shout abuse, or at worst be violent towards me, for being both gay and a trans* woman.
These are the battles still needing to be fought. Equality is still lacking, and its a long hard road to gain it. I am going down a road to a minority group that is incredibly persecuted just for having the audacity to be who we are and actually be happy. I will forever wonder if I go out at night alone, will I ever return home. I shouldn't have to live in a world like that, no-one should. The civil rights battle is still raging on, the laws will be changed, but until we can change peoples inherent views of minority groups, there will be hatred based on gender, sexuality, religion & race.
This is not limited to right-wing, pseudo-fascists spouting hateful propaganda. There is more than a little homophobia and transphobia in liberal left-wing progressive groups as well. We have seen how supposed feminists have viciously put down trans* women as less than human (while simultaneously destroying their own argument that gender is a social construct and that whats in your underwear doesn't matter). There are plenty who see us as nothing, freaks, abominations to be ridiculed, this is something i'll spend my life dealing with, this is on top of the multitude of complication that my life will have due to the intolerance of people; the difficulty i'll have finding work, using changing rooms, trying to gain essential services, and even the dread i'll have every time I want to use a public toilet that is appropriate for my gender. This alone gives me palpitations. This is all because i'm not seen as equal.
I also frequently still hear gay used as a derogatory term, whether its kids in online games, or people in my everyday life, gay is still used as a way to say something is bad. Every time I hear it, it makes me think i'm less worthy, i'm something bad. The same is true with the word 'tranny'. I hate this word, it is often used to make trans* people look like a freak show, demean our humanity, and show us as exceptions from society. People who are often well meaning can be unaware of how powerful and hurtful these words can be. Just as you wouldn't use racist slang to people of colour, think how using words like 'tranny', 'queer' & 'gay' can make people feel less worthy of existence because they are these things.
All of this is on top of the inequalities faced by all women; the risk of abuse and violence, the portrayal of women as sex objects, outrageous and pervasive sexism, and pay inequality that still pervades workplaces the world over. The shocking abuse towards women in even 'civilised' countries is staggering. The patriarchal society we live in certainly does its best to make women second-class citizens, and this is something we're still trying to overcome.
I don't want special privileges, I don't want any handouts from the government. I don't want to be treated better than anyone else because i'm a minority. I want to be equal, treated the same. I don't want to be an exception because i'm a woman, i'm trans* or i'm gay. Why, in the 21st Century, is this too much to ask for? Why can't we finally pass laws to get rid of the bigotry and hatred, and start to educate people to the fact we are all just simple human beings with the same wants and needs.
All I ask is to be treated equally but for now, it seems, this is indeed too much to ask for.
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