girlabomination.livejournal.comIn a conversation with a friend tonight I brought to light what I feel to be a very real truth. "Eventually I will be 'passable,' maybe then I'll find a GF." The irony being, of course to appear as a woman to attract a woman. I identify as being a lesbian -- this will not change. It's not an option for me to continue living as a guy for the rest of my life.
This gives me two options A) stagnate somewhere in the middle of transition, and simply give up on dating, or B) see it through to the point where I am thought of as a woman to the casual observer, and find someone then. The brutal truth of the matter is that there are very very very few people who want someone whom they can't identify the gender of, or appear to be a member of one sex dressing like the other.
Why? Because we're freaks. Let's not sugar coat this ladies, (and men). We have a disability that we struggle with every day of our lives. We are NOT normal. Now, I recognize that someone will respond with the sentiment of "Well who is normal. No one is actually normal." The topic at hand here is gender identity, and the truth of the matter is we are a MINORITY, and this is why we are widely misunderstood.
Many people will also say that "It's the person inside that counts!" I don't believe this for a moment. Yes, this is deffinately important, but to say that the way we look don't count for anything...? Honesty please. It plays a larger role than many people think. It's a "foot in the door" factor, because if people aren't willing to give you a chance based on your physical appearance, they are never going to know the person inside you. I don't believe this is a conscious process, nor do I feel that it is something that most people want to own up to. Generally speaking, I tend to feel like human nature is to believe that we are good people (regardless of truth), and to make a statement like "I'm not going to consider you because you're freakish" is a pretty mean thing to say. Therefore, people smooth it over, say I "Gee I don't know," proclaim "You'll find someone!" without ever actually considering it themselves, or simply state "You're [and every other t-person] just not my type."
It's sad but true. We live in an unfortunate world girls. The best way to navigate it is to accept it first.