I remember when I was in grade ten. I'd been "a woman" for a few years.
I was having the period.
I was wearing the bra.
I was shaving my legs.
I was hyper-focused on my skin, my pores, and dry flakes anywhere on my body.
I was changing my behavior to align with other girls my age, to soften when I was around my elders, to try to be invisible around anyone attractive of any age, to be "me" around my friends. (Phew, thazzalot)
I was doing the things to prevent my womanhood from getting too much attention.
I was hearing and accepting the reminders to lose weight from the magazines I read, the Doctor I visited regularly, the boys in my classes, older people who influenced me.
I remember saying to someone that I was done with being female. It was too much. I remember having my feelings hurt multiple times by older gentlemen who would comment on my weight. I was done with it all.
I wanted to see how the other side lived without having to deal with all of the above.
I couldn't then but I guess I could now. Or I could and then switch back.
This is my experience and how I perceive the gender creationism as we're experiencing it in 2024. Children are being taught that they can decide.
I wonder how many times, people who transition into being female say, fuck this, ain't nobody got time for that!?!?!
I betcha there's a huge portion. And I'm sorry if this is offensive to anyone but if I were more vocal wayyyyy back then, I might've found other young women who felt the same way.
Express yourself is my new motto.
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