(A bit late posting it here, but fuck it)
As today is trans day of visibility I’m here to remind you that I am, indeed, trans. While I do not fall into the binary I am not the gender I was assigned at birth.
I try to be out and proud about who I am, who I’ve grown into. It’s hard to correct people. It’s hard to remind them. It’s hard to hear people who know who I am not even trying and then saying “oh it’s so hard to remember”
It’s hard to hear people disrespect me all the time.
But I’m here. I’m proud of me.
And I’m struggling. I want to make it clearer than I am trans, but I don’t want to start something that I can’t reverse because people refuse respect me.
I want to transition. But am I doing that so people will stop misgendering me? I don’t know. It won’t stop some people who insist on knowing what a stranger’s genitals look like.
I just want to be respected as a human being. I’m not demanding respect as an authority figure. I just want basic human respect for who I am.
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As of today, I’ve been thinking about this a lot too, and I keep wondering why i want to transition, why i want to get on T. Is it to make a point? Will i feel more comfortable? Do I really feel better about myself wearing a binder? Am i too old, too set in my ways, too lazy to transition?
Its a lot of work.
Do I want to put my cishet SO in the uncomfortable position of having people question his sexuality?
Do i want to deal with familial fallout?
I don’t know.
I don’t know what’s going to make me happy. I feel frustrated by not knowing. I feel… angry that I don’t even know who i am. I know I’m… not a woman. I know that much. What am i beyond that?
I don’t know.
That scares me.
I say I’m nonbinary and that’s a label that seems to fit comfortably for now. I just… what am i even doing?