Amazing facts about your local trans man
With the disclaimer out of the way — that I’m one (binary, 29 year-old, white little nerd of a) guy, speaking ultimately for myself only —let’s get right to it.
Here are some ✨incredible✨ facts about my transgender existence, which sadly may be more mundane than crusaders on either side of the political spectrum might want right now.
- I’m not in this for the attention.
Trans people, on the whole, don’t tend to get positive attention from a world that considers us anomalies at best. I’m only a masochist in the bedroom, Rebecca.
2. I’m not on a crusade against your genital preference.
Like any decent human, I communicate openly, calmly, and with respect about what would work for and with a potential partner. I’m not plotting to come smash in the windows of your gay bathhouse and force myself on everyone, Kevin.
3. I wasn’t looking for a way out of sexism.
You can’t feminism your way out of a crucial hormone deficiency, Joanne.
I would have already been a perfectly unobtrusive and arguably attractive, smart, and successful gal, if only my brain was set up that way. It’s not.
Unfortunately, my brain is a gray, foggy sludge when the body (and endocrine chemistry) around it is female. A perfect society or even a radical matriarchy couldn’t have fixed that.
Fortunately, there was a solution, and it was nothing short of miraculous. Apparently, I am not alone in that experience when it comes to hormone replacement therapy.
4. I’m not an ideology.
I don’t want my friends to be trans. I don’t want your kids to be trans. I don’t want this reality for anyone else, unless it really is their reality, in which case I wanna help in any way I can.
I don’t want to wave my flag in your face (though the pale pink and blue does look pretty over my bedroom blinds as the sun shines through while I write this).
5. I’m not here to ruin sports.
I’m terrible at sports. And I’m pretty sure trans people who aren’t terrible at sports and actually enjoy them just want to do what they love, as themselves. It’s really that simple.
6. I don’t have an agenda.
Well, unless ‘wake up, take walk, go to work, eat slice of confetti cake before bed’ counts.
