The Hind End of Space

It always amused me how people insult me now, as a lesbian trans woman, by calling me a “straight man”, but when I was growing up and still thought I was a boy, people called me a “faggot” and a “girl” to insult me.

make up your mind, people.

This is the shit I have to put up with.

There are some days where you just know something is gonna lead you to rage. 

A friend of mine on Facebook posted a picture of one of those trans*girls who always does porn and shit, can’t remember which one, saying “I don’t care if she’s TS or not, she’s hot”. 

Well, this never ends well. One asshole started using the whole “biology” argument. I gave him a simple “fuck you”. Then I get this message.

Sorry, bud, but you’re a man. You might think, act and dress like a woman, and that’s totally fine! I couldn’t give a shit less what you do. But scientifically speaking, until you have that operation, you’re a man.

What if I believe in my heart of hearts that I’m really a dolphin? Does that make me a dolphin? Can I perform the basic actions of a dolphin? And I don’t mean reproduction, plenty of men and women can’t reproduce and that by no means excludes them from their gender so let’s not get into that. But unless I have a surgery to totally reform my body into that of a dolphin… I’ll never be a dolphin. Right?

FUCK. EVERYTHING. I hate using stupid fucking words like “cis privilege” and “cissexism”, but well, I can’t go without using it here. This is fucking ridiculous. This is the shit I put up with. This is why I have no self-confidence. This is why I hate myself.

Yeah, it’s just one shitstain, but well… words hurt.

tw: transphobia and cissexism

I just saw someone on tumblr describe transpeople as being “selfish as fuck”.

Oh dear.

Let me just say that this… this pisses me off to no end, because I’ve heard this several times in my life.

So let me get this straight. I’m selfish because my identity doesn’t quite match the body I was born in and would like to be treated with an ounce of respect and maybe an iota of dignity?

I actually lost a few friends because they “didn’t see it”. Well guess what? Fuck ‘em. If something like that is “ending friendship-worthy” then y'know what? They’re not your friends, and you’re better off without them.

I’m sorry that who I am doesn’t mesh with how you see me or how you THINK I should be. Ultimately, who or what you are matters to only one person: you. There’s nothing wrong with being yourself, and that goes to everyone, not just transpeople. 

Here’s a fun fucking fact. I’m the only MAAB on my mom’s side of the family that’s blood-related to my grandfather. That’s right, my mom has no brothers and I have no male cousins on that side of the family. When I was born my grandparents couldn’t be happier. Of course they don’t know, but that’s besides the point. I’m NOT sorry that who I turned out to me ended up being different from how I started. It’s who I am and I can’t change that. But YOU have a choice in whether or not you want to accept that fact. 

Angry rant over.