Quote from: rmaddy on September 13, 2017, 01:59:44 AM
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If you've read my posts before, you will know that I don't think that very many transpeople really do pass, or here's the important bit...should try to do so very much. It's mostly privilege, like being smart, pretty or anything else desirable. Not passing doesn't make one an ounce less a woman (triple negative, for those counting).
No arguing that confidence is a virtue of course, so long as it's tempered by competence, modesty, etc.
I haven't read all of your posts but I feel agreement with what you're summarizing here.
I'll only add that for myself it's important to remember there was a time not long ago when trans-women had to pass to survive or stay out of jail. Literally there were places in the U.S. where a genetic male could end up in jail for wearing a dress—silly by today's standards if not generally. Today we can have rmaddy's latitude openly but that wasn't always the case.
I'm fairly certain passing will be difficult for me generally. There's just size and voice issues that actually become hugely more permanent and ingrained when transitioning later in life, if not earlier anyway. That doesn't change the fact that I feel more comfortable when I make strides in improving my passability.
Improving passability, or having levels of passability is a very real thing. Like the gender spectrum, improvements in passability matter (to some, including me) which means efforts to pass—or to learn why one doesn't pass—
can matter. (I stress 'can' because it depends on who any one person is... for some it may not matter, more power to them.)
Even without 100% passability, I'm able to function more fully as my feminine self given the efforts I've taken and want to continue to take. So I work on my voice, improve aesthetics, and all that. I figure if I either reach a point of being settled, or continue to make strides, it's truly all good... doing one's best here matters, it counts. At least for me.
As this journey of mine continues, and I find such gained comfort from feminizing steps has me wondering if there isn't some sort of optimum set of limitations that will leave me appreciating those limitations. At the end of the day, I only have one me, just as each of us has only one of ourselves... it seems there must be joy in us really appreciating exactly who we are, including limitations in the efforts to fully pass.