"the assumptions work well enough in most societies as to be real and tangible."
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"so we supress are selves and do not carry out how we feel in real life just because of social roles of others pressing on us pushing us to live stereotypical male lives until we can't take anymore? I know not all fall into this scenario, but it seem that many do."
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Oh, I couldn't agree more. Social constructs are all too real, as is transphobia, cissexism, and trans-mysogyny.
Hmm, I do not mean to sound cynical in my reply, so I will try explain. While there is much to be said about 'socialization' there are quite a few other issues as well. Cognitive dissonance describes the mental tension and stress that occur in a person's mind when they find themselves holding contradictory thoughts or views simultaneously. Gender dissonance, which can be terribly painful, I think is very real to most trans people. But it is often dismissed by others because it is 'invisible' and they themselves are unable to relate to it. But they often understand being stuck in a bad relationship or a crappy job and how those can make a persons life miserable and lead to a depression that is so overwhelming that it seeps into every aspect of that persons life.
If that much despair can be caused by a full time job, imagine how painful it could be if one was forced to live in a gender that felt wrong every hour of every day, unceasingly?
Cissexuals have a subconscious sex too. But as cissexuals they feel 'right' in the sex they were born into, they have 'gender concordance' and therefore have have no need or desire to locate and examine their subconscious sex in order to differentiate it from their physical sex.
My first memories of being trans was when I was four years old. Now, I wasn't able to articulate back then that I should have been born female. But I was consciously aware of the fact that I was physically male, that other people treated me like a boy and that there was something profoundly different between me and any boys I knew. For several years I struggled with my subconscious sex and I was very confused about many feelings and experiences. Everyone seemed to think that I was a boy but it didn't make any sense to me.
At my earliest ages I did not suppress myself and I believe I expressed myself the only way I knew how. The way I understood it was not in terms of gender but in terms of my physical sex. I could only imagine how to express femininity and female gender roles but I did not yet understand them, much less desire to understand them. My subconscious sex was not the result of socialization or social constructs. I was not only encouraged to think of myself as a boy and to act male or masculine, but I was ridiculed when I deviated from doing so. Ridiculed, corrected, scolded, degraded, publicly humiliated, even mentally and physically abused... I was told there must be something wrong with me.
"Ya think?!?!"
At that time, my gender dissonance was not the most pressing or painful thing in my life... all of the crap that I received because of it was the most pressing and painful to me at the time. If I was going to cope I had to internally deal with the difference between my subconscious sex and my conscious sex. And though my subconscious sex was all my own, my gender identity was shaped by my thoughts, my experiences and through socialization.
And as years passed by I tried everything that I could to make myself successful, to become an upstanding citizen, to be someone my family could be proud of, to be respected, to be honored, to... I don't know. Everything I tried didn't work, I always ended up miserable. Eventually I hit a mental low, a dangerous low. And at first I thought it was because several of my family members had recently died, one after the other in a small string of bad luck. But no, the low was because "I" was dying. Pretending to be male was killing me. Within days, I decided the only way I could go on was to stop living a lie.
Perhaps this wasn't the best way to make my point, if I had one to start with... I'm just saying, for me, it was a lot more than just social roles or pressure from others that kept me from transitioning or coming out as trans for as long as it did. Though it all seems much more simple to me now, it was hella confusing along the way and my own ignorance was my strongest hindrance.