I have never felt like a woman, but neither have a lot of masculine women who love women. I’ve felt the joy of being called a man, but so have a lot of queer women as well. I have felt the pain of burning up in the Georgian sun because I didn’t want my family to see my breasts and tell me I was becoming a young lady.
Perhaps Republicanism isn’t as old, male, or heteronormative as some may think.
Back when gender roles were more strictly defined, a “sissy” was the last thing a man wanted to be called. These days, some men are going out of their way trying to earn the privilege of being called a sissy.
I wasn’t born in the wrong body. I was born, a body. Without my body, I don’t exist. This body isn’t wrong, it’s trans.
and why it is dangerous to assume otherwise
I don’t buy into the ‘you have to disclose or you’re lying’ argument, nor the ‘right to not be attracted to trans women’ trope. Cis people get so bat-shit crazy when it comes to us. So few trouble themselves to consider how incredibly hard it is for us to fill even our most basic human needs in the face of the intense and pervasive prejudice and oppression heaped upon us. And when we’re caught trying to take care of ourselves, the cis response so often is more oppression.
It was always you who felt apologetic somehow: for wearing that shirt, for playing that game, for liking this thing, for just being you. But none of that is important.
“I remember lying in bed praying to a god (that I didn’t even believe in) that I would just wake up as a girl.”
I think it’s hypocritical for Trump, who has not only never served his country, but did everything he could to get out of it, to tell anyone they can’t serve. Call me crazy, but if people voluntarily join the military, pass all the tests and basic training, and prove to be more than qualified, who is anyone to tell them they can’t serve?
President Trump took to Twitter to announce a ban on transgender Americans serving in the military,