Zincite
09-03-2005, 06:36
Inspired by the "out of the closet" topic. I thought I'd go and talk about some things that have happened in my life recently.
First off I go to a VERY accepting high school, actually it's K-12 and <500 people in all 13 grades, but the point is that at this school, you almost feel left out if you're straight. I'm straight, so that's why I know this. Many of my friends are bi, and some are gay. A few are trans. A couple are still working it out, and virtually all are open to anything, like me.
Well, the thing is this: I know two trans people. One went to my school last year, doesn't come here anymore but sometimes shows up to visit. I'll call her "Jenny". I met her as a female, so I'm used to it. I suppose I always knew she must have gone through a lot of shit to get where she is, but I never thought about it much. Well, in the last approximately month and a half, I've had a very rude awakening. The first part was when I was at the birthday party of this guy friend I asked out shortly afterward. Jenny was invited and said she was coming, but then she never showed up. As this guy and the other girl who was there speculated on why, I got to hear some interesting stories from way back when before I came to this school, when she was in transition and they accidentally made some mistakes like calling her by her original name.
Sometime recently, I heard that this "girl" who already goes by her last name, I'll say "Smith", is trans. I don't talk to her much, so I didn't bother to evaluate my feelings on the subject. I figured my little opinion didn't really matter.
Then the other day, that same guy who is now my boyfriend was hanging out with me in the library and here was basically our conversation:
Him: Your skin is really soft.
Me: *smile* Thanks.
Him: I wish mine was like that.
Me: Well, you can't help being a guy. *pause* Well, you could, but then you'd have huge gender issues for the rest of your life and lots of people would be unsure about dating you and*rattles off a huge list of problems with the idea*
Me: I guess that's how Jenny must feel all the time.
Naturally that startled me a bit. Now today, Smith made this incredible speech in English, it was a persuasive speech saying that transsexuality is not a mental disorder. It was amazing and she got about six rounds of applause, not that she needed to convince anyone of that, but anyway my point is: she devoted an entire paragraph to an official, very soulful coming out. As trans. So I guess it really has to be he now. And that's my problem. Not that he is a trans, or that I feel any prejudice against him, but that I met him as a girl. Right now, typing "him" and "he" is taking a lot of mental effort to remember to do. I still think of him as her. Yet I so don't want to make it harder than it is for him already by making some awful faux pas. I guess I feel some mixture of pity, helplessness, and fear of seeming like an insensitive ass.
First off I go to a VERY accepting high school, actually it's K-12 and <500 people in all 13 grades, but the point is that at this school, you almost feel left out if you're straight. I'm straight, so that's why I know this. Many of my friends are bi, and some are gay. A few are trans. A couple are still working it out, and virtually all are open to anything, like me.
Well, the thing is this: I know two trans people. One went to my school last year, doesn't come here anymore but sometimes shows up to visit. I'll call her "Jenny". I met her as a female, so I'm used to it. I suppose I always knew she must have gone through a lot of shit to get where she is, but I never thought about it much. Well, in the last approximately month and a half, I've had a very rude awakening. The first part was when I was at the birthday party of this guy friend I asked out shortly afterward. Jenny was invited and said she was coming, but then she never showed up. As this guy and the other girl who was there speculated on why, I got to hear some interesting stories from way back when before I came to this school, when she was in transition and they accidentally made some mistakes like calling her by her original name.
Sometime recently, I heard that this "girl" who already goes by her last name, I'll say "Smith", is trans. I don't talk to her much, so I didn't bother to evaluate my feelings on the subject. I figured my little opinion didn't really matter.
Then the other day, that same guy who is now my boyfriend was hanging out with me in the library and here was basically our conversation:
Him: Your skin is really soft.
Me: *smile* Thanks.
Him: I wish mine was like that.
Me: Well, you can't help being a guy. *pause* Well, you could, but then you'd have huge gender issues for the rest of your life and lots of people would be unsure about dating you and*rattles off a huge list of problems with the idea*
Me: I guess that's how Jenny must feel all the time.
Naturally that startled me a bit. Now today, Smith made this incredible speech in English, it was a persuasive speech saying that transsexuality is not a mental disorder. It was amazing and she got about six rounds of applause, not that she needed to convince anyone of that, but anyway my point is: she devoted an entire paragraph to an official, very soulful coming out. As trans. So I guess it really has to be he now. And that's my problem. Not that he is a trans, or that I feel any prejudice against him, but that I met him as a girl. Right now, typing "him" and "he" is taking a lot of mental effort to remember to do. I still think of him as her. Yet I so don't want to make it harder than it is for him already by making some awful faux pas. I guess I feel some mixture of pity, helplessness, and fear of seeming like an insensitive ass.