I've been thinking about this a lot for many years. I'm 30 now, just started T yesterday but spent the last 12 years really thinking about wether or not T was for me, mainly because of this conversation.
I'm neither. I truly exist somewhere in between, as I'm sure many of us do. The world, humanity, whatever, hasn't caught up with that yet. There's no words, pronouns, consciousness, or emotional space yet that we can inhabit free from this question of one or the other aside from the one's we carve out in our own hearts and minds.
For me, I've never been a woman but I'm also not a man. The most I can do is make myself comfortable in the body I have and in the culture I inhabit which for me means taking on a more male physiology. I believe that to be the closest to my truest expression. I identify simply as my name these days unless I find myself in a situation in which it is both helpful and necessary to identify myself for someone.
5 years ago I was almost killed in San Francisco during a hate crime. After many months of agonizing pain, emotional and psychological trauma and a grueling legal process, I made a decision. I am not going to spend one more day of my life being uncomfortable for someone else.
I admit, I have a life here that I've made for myself that is now a privilege and a gift to live. I've carved out a safe space for myself at work, at home, in my community in which I'm well respected and appreciated for my experience and perspective and this lets me move through my world without having to explain myself. I let people figure it out for themselves or talk to other people because I'm not confused and I'm not uncomfortable so their confusion or discomfort is just that -- theirs. When people lose it on me I have to accept that most people will never understand who I am or how I live or what I've been through. For most people, I'll be the only trans person they ever encounter so I give them permission to be vulnerable, curious, and to love someone they didn't think they could even like. I don't know if that makes sense, but I kind of feel like it's part of the package, part of my responsibility as someone who exists in the middle -- not to just be angry that people don't get it -- to live as hopeful, happy, healthy example and to educate where I can.
I used to fight a lot. I used to lose it on people or I'd take it so personally that I'd be paralyzed by the pain of whatever they said or did. Sometimes that still happens, but mostly I'm able to stay grounded. Maybe it's being a bit older than I was when I was at my dumbest or maybe it's just really coming to peace with the fact that I really am different. I really am something extraordinary and I stopped blaming people for not getting it, I don't know, but either way I'm happy to be undefined. I'm trans because that's my experience, an experience that has forever changed and shaped the way I see the world and it's an experience that is so unique that I treasure it.
There isn't a word for me yet, at best, I'm what anyone wants to see in me because I never expect people to know the true character of my spirit and I've finally stopped expecting them to do so.
Hope that wasn't a derail.