'All you touch and all you see
Is all your life will ever be..'
Pink Floyd 'Breathe/Speak to me'
Agreed.. Perspective is everything.
Two questions which keep going through my mind is 'Is it me or is it them?' or 'Am I experiencing this because I'm trans?'
It's taken me a few good years to work out my issues and how they are related to each other - gender dysphoria, social anxiety and depression. I've kind of slowed my transition down because not just of my weight but also because I want to get a better grip on my depression.
In fact I'm probably going to discuss my depression more with my specialist when I next see him. I haven't before because I'm at Charing Cross and wasn't sure how they would see it fitting in with their 'regime'. My depression is separate from my gender issues, it's more connected with my creativity. The social anxiety is a response to my transitioning.
My GP explained the social anxiety by saying it's almost impossible to get through a transition without suffering some degree of psychological and emotional trauma.
I guess my experience is different to most people as at the time when I did come out I was a well known and popular public figure in Polish society and I took a calculated risk by coming out publicly. I was living a double life, had many trans friends in Poland living perfectly oppressed lives and felt that it was worth the risk of coming out because being from the UK I could always leave and it wouldn't completely destroy my life.
But things were getting too close for comfort especially with the media and the rise of the Polish right wing was making it a particularly uncomfortable and stifling zeitgeist.
Two things ultimately forced me to come out. Firstly I was struggling to function as a male in any capacity and my artistic work and health was suffering. Secondly I came to the conclusion that I was living a lie and I really didn't deserve any of the privileges in life that people in Poland had bestowed on me.
I bit the bullet and momentary misgivings were dispelled completely when i attended the Warsaw Equality Parade in 2005. I was shunned by every journalist, and I looked into the faces of the attending public figures and politicians and saw the hypocrisy for what it really was.
Sod that for a game of soldiers.
Looking back over my transition I have to say that most of my problems have come from people in positions of power and authority and that most of my support has come from the ordinary man in the street.
I remember the local Catholic priest in Poland describing me as the 'personification of evil'. It took them about two weeks to remove all traces of my work and my achievements from public view.
I thought it would be so much easier in the UK but what I didn't realize is that 13 years is quite a period and things changed in the UK. Not quite as open and tolerant as it was back in the 1980's. I was moved into a hostel for the homeless near the East End. I was back in male gender having spent two weeks in a night shelter where it wasn't safe or wise to present as female.
I wasn't expecting any problems with the hostel staff when I came out to the hostel manageress the day after I moved in and announced that I would be continuing my transition, before going back to my room and emerging some time later as myself in female gender.
This freaked everybody out especially the staff. I was in the male part, it was a segregated hostel and the manageress fought me tooth and nail to prevent me being moved to the female wing or a gender neutral space. I complained to the head office threatening legal action, won the complaint hands down, and the battle continued until I was moved out.
It had a good effect with all the residents who saw how I was being picked on by staff and almost all of them were supportive. add to that harrassment from the Job Centre when job hunting, being stripped of my benefits for most of 2008 and forced to live without income.
I'm also listed as an undesirable to the United States. I got myself into an online relationship with a woman in the States, in Mississippi and flew out to visit her for a few weeks entering the US in Atlanta. i flew in on a brand new passport with an 'F' obtained under our gender recognition laws. Had everything bar insurance. Long story short the official got it into his head that I was trying to enter the States illegally disguised as a woman on a fake passport.
Same experience in the States. I was kept overnight in the downtown city jail on the male wing. By then after a 13 hour flight and some hours held at the airport I didn't look too convincing. Initial laughs and s->-bleeped-<-s in the waiting area which changed abruptly when people discovered that I was from England. I asked to me referred to as 'ma'am' and they complied.
Flown back the next day. I appealed to the Department of Homeland Security who in 2009 affirmed the decision in Atlanta citing INLA 204(a). So yeah, I admit it, it's out here in the open, I'm officially a threat to US society.
*cynical laugh*
I suppose I could have battled further, but decided not to seeing as my lady friend went off with someone else a year later. I settled for the moral victory. Sometimes that's enough, and sometimes you can win a battle by simply refusing to fight.
It's not just trans people who have gender issues, I think most people have some degree of an issue with gender and gender identity.
I've worked hard to internally transition and work out my issues and baggage. I spent some years with an anger issue, had seething caustic resentment deep inside me (which can be detected in some of my plays to those sharp enough to notice) and it took me a while to learn how to internalize my experiences and process negative emotions into some form of positive energy.
I think there's a lot of people who just can't get their heads round some of our issues because they have no way of relating to it. What is it like to grow up knowing who you are all along? What's it like to have that definite sense of identity?
When I look back on my life especially towards the end of my man thing period in Poland I have wonderful memories. I remember meeting and knowing some of the former members of Polish Solidarity, of peering out from backstage seeing a packed theatre who had come to see my play.
But then what with my lack of a sense of identity and the removal of references to me and my work I have some doubts. Was it all just some illusion? Sometimes it seems that ten, even fifteen, twenty years has gone by, nothing much to show for it, and none of these years are ever going to come back. It's over.
However today I have no doubts as to who I am, and what I'm about. It's taken me years of exploration, experimentation, discovery, trial and error, searching and trying to find answers to difficult questions. I'm here working to rebuild my life and my artistic career and I feel so much better. Even though things have changed. I settle for less. Success is an audience of fifty people in a pub and I don't really care what happens later. When I die I die, I won't be around to share it.
One thing I'm clear about now is where the boundary lies between my issues and the issues of other people. I embrace and accept myself totally, I'm a work in progress even though it's been a struggle to accept myself as female.
I'm openly trans and also quite open about my issues. I will openly admit that I have trust issues, that I can make mistakes and misunderstand because I'm looking through my own transgendered prism, and that I can become insecure quite easily and anxious. I ask people to bear this in mind when dealing with me.
However being trans isn't a major thing in my life. I see myself pretty much as a disabled female who isn't physically or mentally incapacitated in myself. But through being born with the wrong genitalia I'm primarily disabled by certain other people and their assumptions about me.
This is where I've drawn a line in the sand. It's a very clear line and it's now usually never crossed. All my baggage has handles, and labels, I fully embrace and own my issues and I accept responsibility for them.
I have my years and history as an activist and a human rights campaigner particularly within the LGBT community. It changed a few years ago when I ran into problems with an LGBT focus group I was running.
The way I see it you have a choice, you can either be part of the struggle or you can be part of the solution. I'm of the opinion that many of those who identify as LGBT have the support and friendship of someone who is cisgendered and heterosexual. My question has always been that if they can learn to accept someone different as a fellow human being, then why can't you?
I ran into problems with a few of the gay men. They didn't want anyone heterosexual having anything to do with the group and I saw this as the only way forward. Nobody gets to change the world or society, nobody learns anything from a position of conflict or from being right. We can only learn something when we resolve the conflict and find some common ground and it's that change which changes culture and ultimately changes society.
I quit and gave my reasons in that as someone trans I am also marginalized and persecuted by some but refuse to choose this experience.
I refuse to accept responsibility for other people's issues. Very few people I have found have an issue with people who are trans and if you are trans you can stop feeling responsible for the way other people feel and think.
Most people who have an issue with those who are trans have a much bigger issue with gender. I call it the Peter and Jane syndrome. Some of you who grew up in the UK in the 1960's might remember the Ladybird books we were all taught to read with the middle-class nuclear family somewhere in the South where Daddy worked and Mother stayed at home. I guess Americans could call it the June Ward Syndrome.
It's this assumption in a binary sex and gender system which is exact and immaculate and doesn't take into account basic biological imperfections or indeed Darwinism. It's why many people refuse to accept that gender dysphoria is a legitimate medical condition or state of being.
Am I saying that people who refuse to accept trans as fellow human beings have basic underlying deep seated issues with gender? Yes I am. 100%. What's more when they start to argue with me over my gender identity (which is a non-topic and beyond all discussion) I will not hesitate to inform them that they have this issue.
They can argue all they like and try to hold me responsible for their issues but I'm not buying it. You can observe that usually these are people who also place a greater emphasis on being right than on resolving conflicts and actually learning something from the difference.
Usually also they're pretty stereotypical and 'normal' and have given over control of their mind to attempts of social programming by those who hold the power and positions of authority.
They're usually also people who are part of the bigger issue of gender warfare and the struggle for power employing the main weapons of money and sex.
Gender and sex are not immutable and male and female are loose distinctions of polarity across an entire spectrum of gender and sex variations. This is a scientific fact. Some species of fish mutate between genders, sheep can be transgendered, and many animals are as imprecise as to gender and sex as we are.
I don't just accept that I'm trans. I appreciate being trans, and to be honest if I had the chance to live my life again I wouldn't change a thing. Transitioning hasn't just taught me about myself, it's also taught me a lot about life and people and what people really mean to me. Some of the people who have accepted me without question have convinced me that the problem isn't really with me, and I have been humbled quite a few times by the kindness and compassion that people have shown me.