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Jun. 19th, 2021 03:32 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dolari30 Questions For Pride Month, Day 19: How has being trans affected your views of the world at large?
This is kind of a double edged sword.
My transition happened in 1997. And it was wonderful. I had no problems getting my name change, people were proud of me, a lot people had my back. I was also one in a million in a world where they'd only heard about trans folks on Donahue an Jerry Springer. I thought, at the time, that there was hope for my ability to be a functioning member of society, and, for the most part, I was. The world was going to accept me as me.
That began to change in the early 2000s in Texas and in the 2010s in the rest of the country. I was fired from two jobs for using the "wrong" restroom because I might be a predator. Suddenly jobs became harder to get because I wasn't a "brave soul" anymore, but a "perverted freak." I worked on the Day of Remembrance for a few years gathering names of the deceased, and how they died, and that seriously colored my view from that moment on.
In the 2010s, I watched as people used hate to rally their political parties to vote, usually by putting restrictions on us. I'm watching whole states condemn trans kids to a life of the wrong puberty for no good reason, even with their parents consent. I've watched us get assaulted for no more reason than existing.
The view I had in the 90s was that there was promise for me in the human race. By the 2010s, I'd lost a lot of my faith in humanity.
https://twitter.com/gwenners/status/1399574609536503810
This is kind of a double edged sword.
My transition happened in 1997. And it was wonderful. I had no problems getting my name change, people were proud of me, a lot people had my back. I was also one in a million in a world where they'd only heard about trans folks on Donahue an Jerry Springer. I thought, at the time, that there was hope for my ability to be a functioning member of society, and, for the most part, I was. The world was going to accept me as me.
That began to change in the early 2000s in Texas and in the 2010s in the rest of the country. I was fired from two jobs for using the "wrong" restroom because I might be a predator. Suddenly jobs became harder to get because I wasn't a "brave soul" anymore, but a "perverted freak." I worked on the Day of Remembrance for a few years gathering names of the deceased, and how they died, and that seriously colored my view from that moment on.
In the 2010s, I watched as people used hate to rally their political parties to vote, usually by putting restrictions on us. I'm watching whole states condemn trans kids to a life of the wrong puberty for no good reason, even with their parents consent. I've watched us get assaulted for no more reason than existing.
The view I had in the 90s was that there was promise for me in the human race. By the 2010s, I'd lost a lot of my faith in humanity.
https://twitter.com/gwenners/status/1399574609536503810
