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Jun. 30th, 2016 12:59 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dolariWow, I've really been writing like crazy tonight. Not productively, but...
It's late at night, so let's get wierd (in a safe responsible drug-free way).
Being trans, you can end up with a really wierd mindset about your body. Or bodies in general. I usually like to ask people who have questions about being trans if they've ever really considered their gender - like really consider it. Not their bodies, and the things their body does...but their level of comfort of their mind-gender with their body-gender. Most folks just never really think about it, which is a good way of saying "It never was an issue." I don't have that, though. My mind-gender is a woman. My body-gender is, sadly, not.
But sometimes it goes deeper. There are times when I'm like...we take these bodies for granted. We're born into them, we live in them, we die in them. We have doctors who have learned how to fix them when they break. We have medications for working on it when organs fail. But we just HAVE these bodies. We didn't invent them, we had no influence in their design (well, outside of evolution). They're just what we got.
There are times I'll hold my arm out as far as it will do and think "This is as far as my hands will ever reach." I wonder if there are more colors than I can see (there are). Or even if the color I see as blue, is a color you see as blue (maybe it's orange - you've just labelled it blue). Do pickles taste the same to me that they do to you? We just take that all that for granted....
Going full circle to a earlier post - It kind of goes back to the whole First Book of Adam and Eve and their "Translation" of being angelic beings into new non-angelic bodies, and learning to live in it. We just had the extra help of "growing up in it."
Okay, bedtime. Enough writing from me. Should have been Genevieve writing, but it was stuff that's been on my mind all day.
It's late at night, so let's get wierd (in a safe responsible drug-free way).
Being trans, you can end up with a really wierd mindset about your body. Or bodies in general. I usually like to ask people who have questions about being trans if they've ever really considered their gender - like really consider it. Not their bodies, and the things their body does...but their level of comfort of their mind-gender with their body-gender. Most folks just never really think about it, which is a good way of saying "It never was an issue." I don't have that, though. My mind-gender is a woman. My body-gender is, sadly, not.
But sometimes it goes deeper. There are times when I'm like...we take these bodies for granted. We're born into them, we live in them, we die in them. We have doctors who have learned how to fix them when they break. We have medications for working on it when organs fail. But we just HAVE these bodies. We didn't invent them, we had no influence in their design (well, outside of evolution). They're just what we got.
There are times I'll hold my arm out as far as it will do and think "This is as far as my hands will ever reach." I wonder if there are more colors than I can see (there are). Or even if the color I see as blue, is a color you see as blue (maybe it's orange - you've just labelled it blue). Do pickles taste the same to me that they do to you? We just take that all that for granted....
Going full circle to a earlier post - It kind of goes back to the whole First Book of Adam and Eve and their "Translation" of being angelic beings into new non-angelic bodies, and learning to live in it. We just had the extra help of "growing up in it."
Okay, bedtime. Enough writing from me. Should have been Genevieve writing, but it was stuff that's been on my mind all day.
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Date: 2016-07-02 04:58 pm (UTC)My mind-gender is a woman. My body-gender is, sadly, not.
The latter's predominantly so now, ne? Or am I misunderstanding? (Entirely likely)
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Date: 2016-07-03 03:54 pm (UTC)That's a really loaded question, that the last time I answered, the entire transgender online community turned on me, my fiancee left me, and I got death threats for a year and a half....