Hey y'all,
I've been living openly as a transgender person for the last 9 years or so, and it's been a great ride. This experience has given me countless oppertunities to learn about myself, how gender expression varies from gender identity, and it has enabled me to show some other people these hard-learned lessons.
So.... I've had the privilege of 'passing' as cis for the last year or so, and it has slowly changed my attitudes on life. First and foremost, in the years before, I've always lived in open left-wing communities, participating in squatted houses or house projects. Most of my life has revolved around politics, basically everything ranging from anti-fascism to feminism, from eco-activism to helping out in LBGTI* related groups.
These left-wing communities I've been involved in were trans-inclusive, respecting my pronouns even when I wasn't on HRT and thus giving me an opportunity to develop myself. So, you'd say, all was well with the world. Yet my perception on this has shifted dramatically over the course of the last year. As I've kept a lid on my past when talking with strangers, I slowly got to see how cis-girls experienced life. Which also kinda sucked, but let's not delve into the male gaze and sexual objecitification for now. The biggest difference lay in how girls approached me.
Before, living in a tolerant niche of society, I always assumed that I got the 'girl' experience. Hell, that's what everybody called me. But boy, was I wrong about that one. Quick disclaimer: those people in the left-wing scene were sweethearts, most of them. Accepting me for who I was, listening and providing an open heart. The difference lies in that small sentence: "Accepting me for who I am". Because when they said that, I always assumed that they accepted me as a GIRL, with that being my identity and greatest wish. Some, not all, didn't see it that way though: they accepted me as a trans-girl. And there's a difference there, as I found out.
Long story short, my ex and I split last year, and this February we both moved to a place of our own. After I moved here, nobody seemed to notice I was trans, nor did they bother. That was a first for me, and later it turned out they really didn't have a clue! The new situation this put me in has been a huge relief for me. Because now, I do get gendered correctly. Not just the pronouns, I get gendered a cis-girl instead of a trans-girl. And there's a difference there, believe me! Girls are much more open, accepting and pull me into their stories time and time again. Of course I've had to learn and adjust as things happened, but to be honest: there's no going back for me. It's the total absence of stress, of having to cope and adjust, of having to swallow tiny but painful comments. Most of all: it leaves time for ME.
This brings me to the title of the topic: I've had it with being othered. Don't get me wrong, those years in accepting and trans-friendly communities were great. These people still have my heart, and some of them will be friends for life. But when it comes to my personal needs, they exceed being a trans-girl. I want the whole trans-thing to be gone, life is simply so much better when there aren't any strings attached. On that note: my SRS is coming up in 7 weeks, and with that being done, I'll be a woman in a body that corresponds to my gender identity. To me, that's the definition of being cis. I don't want to hide myself from the world, there will always be people who know my story. But, for the most part, I'll just be me. xD