Hi,
As you all know I have a fun time and seem to be pretty well accepted.
Yesterday I had a bad experience and I thought about posting it and possible triggering, but I feel it important that I of all people tell my friends about the bad times and how I deal with them.
I was giving a lecture (I have an academic appointment at a University) and the course coordinator is a person who I hab known for a long time, and seemed very accepting.
He introduced me to an audience of about 100 students.
He mis pronouned me in every single comment.
I was standing in front of them wearing a skirt, top, boots and presenting as me, and my title slide had my legal female name on it in view.
I felt like s**t.
He sent me an email later thanking me for my lecture. This was my reply.
"It takes a certain strength to be a trans*woman. Many suicide, we have a suicide rate of 30-40%. I've tried three times, I fail at most things I do.
To stand in front of a lecture theatre and lecture as a trans*person takes something. Fortunately I have it.
To be introduced by someone who I thought was a friend as 'He' not once but in every f*****g sentence nearly made me vomit.
I wanted to cry. I was thinking of just walking out, but I thought that would hurt me more.
I have been insulted by ->-bleeped-<-s in the street and I can deal with that.
To be so casually and deliberately insulted by a 'friend' and colleague I have problems with.
To keep going in front of a group of students when I have just been identified as a '->-bleeped-<-' in front of them all, and to hear their s->-bleeped-<-ing and to cope is something that I hope will make me stronger. At the moment I'm looking at a whisky bottle and thinking I may start living in one again
I do not feel like talking to you to be honest and I certainly don't feel any inclination whatsoever to assist you in any way.
With Sadness
Cindy
Assoc. Prof. etc (removed)"
He was totally devastated not realising what he had done.
I have forgiven him
But one important comment.
Not one student, not a single student, was rude, in fact they were one of the most attentive classes I have taught.
Maybe it was a good thing?
I cried and was upset, but I'm OK now
Cindy