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Potato del Grande
I'm treated like a woman by everyone I meet.
Here as well, with some people being buttholes, but most wanting to see yours. Is it ever annoying being treated like a woman/object?
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I'm treated like a woman by everyone I meet.
Short answer is no.
To make that both relatable and give perspective, realizing I'll never be a cis-woman gives me as much worry as perhaps you or other average joes worry that you'll never be a movie star, world-touring musician, president, young again, etc etc. I can objectively say, "I'll never be cis... I am, was, and always will be only and just a transgendered woman" but you have to understand that's not how I feel and it's not how I'm treated.
To make it easier for you to understand... you can say to yourself and it be 100% true and objective that you are only and just a small, carbon-based life form living on a rock that rotates around a star with a relatively short life-span. But that fact / thought doesn't govern your every day life experience, if you know what I mean. We ARE that, yes, but our lives are so much richer when you weigh the everyday experiences of living, loving, laughing... just being human and all the complex emotions that come with that.
That's what it's like for me. I can nod, and say to you, true, I'll never be cis... but my life experience day to day is no different than any other woman's experience. I'm treated like a woman by everyone I meet. I don't view my soul (or whatever you'd like to call it) as masculine at all; I'm a female soul that finally has an outer shell to match... and it feels fucking incredible, to be honest.
Birth defect in boys 'caused by hairspray | Daily Mail Online
More evidence to support my "modern chemicals = gays and trannies" theory
For what it's worth, you look nothing close to 38. Jesus. I would have pegged you 30 at the oldest. Although my perspective might be a little warped since Aussie woman age super fast (I think it's all the sun exposure - not good for the skin).
Approximately, two in three Australians will be diagnosed with skin cancer by the time they are 70, with more than 750,000 people treated for one or more non-melanoma skin cancers in Australia each year. Non-melanoma skin cancer is more common in men, with almost double the incidence compared to women.
Back to the chicks with dicks.
Fair enough, more power to you then I guess.
You might have gone into this earlier (I tried to go back through the thread, but it got Hodjed up good), but do you feel that the social stress of not passing accounts for any degree of the high rate of suicide among trans people? More loosely speaking, why do you think it seems like all the trannies are so fucking miserable and dysfunctional? Allowing of course for the self selection there - ie. happy trannies probably make less noise about being trannies.
I suppose the other follow up would be - if you've been a trans woman your whole life, how on earth did you function for 35 years acting as a regular man?
Do you think there's another perceivable course in your life in which you could have not transitioned and somehow made a comfortable and fulfilling existence for yourself?
And does it ever bother you that maintaining your outer feminine identity and appearance requires constant artificial maintenance, and that you could slide back into not passing if there were some financial/structural disruption (lose job, changing legislation, insurance problems, zombie apocalypse, etc)?
Speaking of your job, have you been at the same workplace over the course of the transitioning process? If you have, how did that go down?
For what it's worth, you look nothing close to 38. Jesus. I would have pegged you 30 at the oldest. Although my perspective might be a little warped since Aussie woman age super fast (I think it's all the sun exposure - not good for the skin).
Yes, I don't need to explain anything; you just answered your own question accurately.
Awkwardly. A common thing I heard from others that knew/know me for years is that the old me, the d00d, was awkward and had a cloud follow me around everywhere. I haven't heard a single person tell me that they liked "him" more than "me". My own self-assessment is this shoddy example (which I may have mentioned earlier in the thread), in that in hindsight, it mentally felt like I was wearing a 3-piece tuxedo my whole life. It wasn't comfortable, but it was what I was supposed to wear to fit in at the gala. It now feels like I'm wearing pajamas everywhere. I don't have to worry about being uncomfortable on that mental level. I can't remember the last time I've been "nervous" doing something. Not saying it's impossible, but my self-confidence is really really good now. Understand too that I didn't know it was possible to transition for this 35 year timeline. Yes, I knew what I felt, but that doesn't translate into knowing what I could do to realistically change that. Even when the pieces of the puzzle started to fall into place, I was still scared to death of doing it.
I lose sleep everyday worrying about those zombles ! Well yeah, putting on makeup, getting dressed, fixing my hair up, epilating, tweezing, etc.. it gets old. Cis girls will tell you the same thing... THAT aspect is a burden of women, not just trans-women. Hell, I went to the store yesterday without a single dab of makeup on and the young white dude at the register was complimenting me on my look; I just said "thank you, I slapped all this together and I'm not wearing makeup" and he said I looked nice regardless. It's not uncommon anymore to be complimented by strangers. I think page 1 has my no-makeup look. Judge for yourself.
If for the sake of discussion we accept that hypothesis (and I'm leery about it, but taking that line of conversation further involves digging up studies and what not, and frankly I cbf right now), what do you think we should do about the individuals who will never pass? I mean either way they're fucked, right? Do you think there could/should be a viable alternative for people who suffer gender dysphoria but don't stand a chance in hell of ever passing (in terms of therapy to help re-orient them to their sex, as opposed to transition meds/surgery)?
I guess I find it hard to imagine that someone could feel the way you say you felt and still just get up and out of bed and go to work and hang out with friends and all that, but maybe I'm projecting my own existential angst here :/
But I do have to say, it seems like you're basing a lot of this on what other people say about you. I'm sure you've considered the fact that people aren't always honest, especially when it comes to such volatile social issues. Do you think there's a chance that you're at least in part falling for the "stunning and brave" effect?
I find it interesting the way you frame the whole transition process -the way you describe it it sounds kind of like a self improvement project, like weight loss or quitting smoking, except perhaps on a larger scale. The identity aspect I kinda just draw a blank on, since I find it pretty hard to relate to. But self development I can get behind.
I was thinking more in terms of hormones etc. I'm not familiar with the specifics, but I assume you need to continue to take various pills/injections to maintain your hormone levels, right? I know I occasionally wig out at the thought of what would happen if I lost access to my Buprenorphine/naloxone - Wikipedia , but at least that would only be temporary (if horrifying) withdrawals, it's not something I base my identity around. The idea of being reliant on some external input to maintain your sense of self seems kinda terrifying.
Oh, and gotta address the attention whoring - did that come after the transition, or was it something you just suppressed as a dude?
Also I believe flame retardants used in clothing (all cotton/textile has to be treated with flame retardants by US law) have also proven to be estrogenic in some way due to a possible link to breast cancer. I heard women's bras can possibly be a contributory cause via flame retardants.
Also a large majority of childrens toys and infant plastics are treated with the same stuff. For example, a baby stroller is 100% flame retardant treated by manufacturers choice, not by law. Its a big business selling flame retardants because you can threaten the company basically. So Dow Chemical or Monsanto can be like "oh we see you're a new manufacturer, got flame retardants yet?" Its an instant sale. Its like the SJW of good manufacturing practices. Its like calling a corporation and asking if they'd like to hire some more African-American Harvard graduates per chance? There is no such thing as saying no to flame retardants.
They don't want the liability.
No link offhand unfortunately, but its worth throwing out there since we're mentioning toxic chemicals. I used to wonder why hippies would only wear clothes they spun themselves out of hemp or whatever and shunned t-shirts, I figured it was anti-consumer anti-corporate...then I started researching flame retardants and dyes and processing chemicals.
Suddenly all that 1970's bullshit made a lot more sense.
Define "a lot of this" for me, as I'm a tad unsure where you're going with this thought process. People, especially strangers, are good litmus tests to determine what is true about an individual. If I felt I was an amazing singer, it would be kinda futile to just shun what others thought about my singing. If I sang and heard a lot of "it could use work" feedback, I'd be insane if I said "well you're just wrong... I'm a good singer because I feel I'm a good singer and that's all that matters!". I've been around enough people to know what is flattery and what is legitimate. When I'm at work and Joe-Blow says he's new in town, I look good, asks if I have a boyfriend, and he wants my number... I don't think he sees this poor tranny that he's just trying to cheer up. What is the "stunning and brave" effect??? It's possible I could fall for anything... it's also possible you're all robots and I'm the only real human in a giant test-tube called the universe and I'm being studied. I prefer to live in reality though, and reality dictates that I'm much happier post transition than pre transition [bcolor=rgb(24, 24, 24)][/bcolor]
Not going to lie, I find it hard trying to figure out where you're going with things in your post but I'm making an honest attempt.
Yes, I think I would have a nervous breakdown if I didn't have my meds. Yes it makes me feel dependent and weak like an abused spouse LoL! But I don't worry about NOT having my meds as they're cheap enough. I get the impression that a lot of your questions are centered around worry and my fundamental psyche or personality or state of being is not a worrier, y'know what I mean? It's like... if I did NOT have my meds, I'd probably have more serious problems to face as to WHY I don't have them, if that makes sense... in other words: What would cause me in my simple life to NOT have them in the first place? I'd have to be in jail, or kidnapped, or homeless, or zombles etc etc and all those issues are a much more serious crisis than having my hormone levels unbalanced.... see what I mean?
Attention whoring: I think this particular thread is the only instance of gratuitous attention whoring in my life heh... I play on NL server and rarely "talk" or chat. In bars, venues, or places it's not like I'm super loud and obnoxious, but I have no qualms being stared at either. Do I love to get compliments? Yep! Even when old black dudes give me compliments irl, it's gross but still feels good at the same time haha. If you want a clean answer: after the transition.
I'm suggesting that the people most likely to hang out with a trans woman are also the people who, for ideological reasons, least likely to be honest and objective when it comes to trans issues. Kinda like "does my ass look fat?" Except ass = adams apple, fat = make me look like a dude and "chick I'm banging" = "tranny & friends I'm trying to impress with how progressive I am."
Like...at the same time?I just want some sushi and chocolate milk today [bcolor=rgb(24, 24, 24)][/bcolor][bcolor=rgb(24, 24, 24)][/bcolor]
Like...at the same time?