Quote from: cynthialee on May 08, 2013, 08:44:30 PM
I forgot to add, it is cliché but it is true:
a journey of a thousand miles starts with one step
And to be honest, once you get going one step is about the same as another in the long run. Eventually you will be transitioned, looking back and wondering, when the last time someone called you by your old name or 'sir'.
The journey is not the destination, but the journey is as important as the destination. Do not forget to stop along the way and smell the flowers so to speak. Really understand the male privilege you will surrender and see how male privilege effects women everywhere( and you) going into your life as a woman.
There is so much more to transition than changing wardrobe, genitals and hormones.
Hi Cynthia
I couldn't agree more particularly regarding the last point "really understand the male privilege you wil surrender...." In my previous post, I mentioned how being trans and going through a transition gives us a unique perspective on lots of things. One of the more obvious ones is finally understanding how women are treated by society. For example, I'm too tall to feel physically intimidated by most guys but overall, living as a woman, I definitely feel more vulnerable than before and am a lot more careful now about the places I go to.
At a far more subtle level, one of the things that has amazed me most is what happens in a group context. My friends, both male and female, have been really supportive about my transition,and I continue to see them all regularly presenting and going out publicly with them as a woman. In France, dinners with friends are central to social life, both in people's homes and outside. Apart from eating and drinking, at the table we will chat, debate, argue about stuff for hours....What I have noticed since changing is that in such a context, the guys around the table pretty well monopolize the discussion with far less contribution from the ladies unless they all get together at one end of the table and talk among themselves. I had really never noticed how flagrant this is until I was on the receiving end.
Among my more comical recent experiences in this regards was a lunch in a restaurant with my best friends of almost 35 years, my 24 year old son and my wife, two guys versus three ladies. My friend, who is a few years younger than me got into a conversation across the table with my son about the potential of cloud computing and the two of them pretty well prevented anyone else get a word in. The situation was all the more comical as I am personally working on the implementation of a cloud computing project for the company I am working for but neither of them was really interested in that. I am definitely interpreting here but I really think that, unconsciously, neither of them considered for a second that I, or any of the other ladies around the table might have anything interesting to say about the subject, or any other subject for that matter...
That particular incident really hit me and when I thought about it afterwards it also came to my mind that I really didn't care and that this has also been one of the bigger changes in my own positioning. I don't know if it is one of the Knock-on effects of HRT or my own assimilation of what I believe to be typical female behaviour but at the end of the day, I am far more happy in these sort of situations to sit back and let the others do the talking only getting directly involved if I really have something important to say. For people who have known me a long time, that it a huge change.
It does make me wonder what will happen at work when I join the "females" though, especially as we are a tiny minority of the staff. Will I still be taken as seriously as I am now or, unconsciously, will my mostly male colleagues react like my best friend and my son??
I don't lose sleep thinking about this as I am still far happier in my present persona than before but it has been an eye-opener.
Bises
Donna