Dear tucutes.
Get the fuck away from me with your ‘I’m a trans masc lesbian demiqueer femboy” bullshit. You’re not trans. You don’t know what it’s like to wake up every fucking day in the wrong fucking body. You can and do go back and forth at your leisure. You don’t feel absolutely god awful repugnance with your body and presentation all day every day. You get to dress up at pride and queer groups then go to work and live your life. You have no idea what it feels like to have to lie to everyone for your own fucking safety all the while considering killing yourself because you have to face waking up every single day in the wrong body. You are comfortable in your body. You don’t know what it’s like to bawl your eyes out in your car because no matter how many surgeries or corrections you have, you will, one day, be forced to tell someone you love ‘hey I was once a…” and face the question; “Do you have a penis or a vagina”.
Your saying “ well, uhh, I identify as…” No. Keep your cosplaying at the anime convention. Real trans people say “I am a…” because we are. All the fucking time.
Real trans people are men or women. The key words there are ‘we are’.
UGH!
Oh one more thing; stop asking me what my pronouns are. It’s she/her. I go to great lengths to make sure people see me that way so Asking me what my pronouns are is like getting punched in the gut by Mike Tyson in his prime. It fucking hurts. it tells me that you didn’t automatically see me as a woman. You saw me as something else, something different.