This is kind of all over the place. But I just need to say it whether anyone reads it or not.
Self isolation is in many ways just self protection. As with animals, the human race will subconsciously isolate or expell any individual that doesn't fit the societal norm. To avoid expulsion, and the subsequent loss of the benefits provided by society, those individuals being threatened will adapt by accepting a less desirable roll, or by just hiding.
All of us know we are fully capable of functioning and dealing with society from within an operating shell we created for ourselves. This is absolutely normal, and we do it to protect ourselves from those who would further denigrate us, isolate us, or suffer harm from that rare individual who finds pleasure in physical confrontation in order to cleanse society as they view it. I know those people are despicable. They really see nothing wrong with forced isolation, harassment, and in some cases physically beating (or killing) other members of society who they believe pose some strangely perceived danger. These despicable people are generally not liked by the majority of the society group, but they are for some reason more tolerated, and less isolated, and they are rarely expelled.
The vast majority of people around us will never fully welcome us, and we will always be marginalized. I've been hiding in plain sight for so long that it saddens me to think about it. But that's what we do to survive. No term or legal protection will change how that despicable but more tolerated portion of society harasses us, while the majority of the group ignores us. For that reason I'll leave terminology up to others, and just try to use terms that will NOT denigrate, or further isolated my family, friends, acquaintances, and anyone who is part of my society subset.
I have never been in a position where I ever felt I had to seriously contemplate ending my life. I HAVE thought about why it could be one of my options, but that was 40 or more years ago when drinking was a big problem. But, there was always a reason to go on, and head for a bright spot that I either found in reality, or manufactured in my mind. When I was young there were fewer words to describe the way I sometimes acted. Most common term was Queer, but that was better than the ever present call of ->-bleeped-<-got by some Cretan. The derogatory name calling today is much worse and more deliberately hurtfull. I can't imagine how painful life can be for a young person struggling with gender. And I see very little honest support or protection for these kids. If they don't feel safe, and they can't understand why there is no safe place for them, they will run and hide to contemplate the worst. God I wish I could find the right words for sadness......
Name calling does hurt deeply, either face to face or behind someones back. I always found it odd that the terms and name calling didn't apply to who I was. I guess the hurt was more from being called something I wasn't, and not really knowing what I was. Just having a new name for me wont change things, and after all this time it will never make me feel better about anything in my past, or the prosects for society accepting me in the future. I'll just try to use the accepted terms for now, and I know I'll even fail at that.
This may sound stupid. I don't know you, yet I care about all of you. Just love yourself a little more today, and call yourself whatever you want.
Love, Kathy