dad-rock-davos:

If you feel victimized for being cis on tumblr log off of tumblr for a bit and bask in the warm glow of an entire fucking civilization designed to make us feel comfortable you whiny shitting infant

tobitastic:

I have recently been hearing about multiple instances of trans men and occasionally others condemning certain women’s spaces — spaces that include and are co-organized by trans women — as transphobic and even campaigning against them because they don’t include trans men.  What the fuck, guys?

It seems like most women’s spaces are falling into two categories these days.  They are either conservative anti-trans spaces that actively exclude all trans people, or they are progressive trans-positive spaces that decide that the most progressive thing they could do would be to dismantle themselves as women-only and become gender neutral.  With either option, trans women are denied access to women only space.  Now it appears the few women-only spaces that are actively *inclusive* of trans women are facing pressure to become gender neutral.

As a trans woman raised in feminist community, I know the value that women-only spaces can hold.  Growing up in such close proximity to women-only spaces without having the same kind of access gave me a special appreciation for the power they have to create community, heal misogyny’s wounds, and further female empowerment — all things trans women are often in desperate need of.

I mean, we can all hang out in our all-genders spaces.  I’ll volunteer to keep them going, my partner can bring a batch of hir awesome cupcakes.  But whether we are talking about a dyke march, a women’s conference, or localized feminist organizing, exerting external force to dismantle or destroy women’s spaces is never anything but misogynistic.  And taking away an important resource from trans women is the truly transphobic act in this situation.

I’m sitting here holding my chin from post-electrolysis pain, writing a checklist for surgery, remembering to take my hormones and talking to a trans friend online about the struggles of being trans in the world.

I’ve never felt more Trans™.

Went to the GP, the usual office I go to but a new person (my regular doctor’s on leave), to get a bunch of shots so I don’t die from crazy diseases whilst in Thailand.

Over the course of the half hour I’m there, essentially explain what transgender is, how it relates to me and the whole medical side of it to this guy who’s really open and cool, mixed in with his wedding 6 months ago, my work as a wedding photographer, racist parents and chinese heritage (he’s Chinese, I’m 1/8th Chinese).

I left with him saying it’s always nice to have patients who actually understand their entire medical situation and can talk about it with knowledge. That’s pretty cool.

I simply need to make it better.

xenya-targaryen:

“I found porn, but I didn’t find community”

transensation:

nueva-bordena:

littlearchitect:

ruminations on growing up queer, clueless, and addicted to the internet

Fucking truth. I remember Googling “transsexual woman” when I was twelve and just finding tons of porn and freaking the hell out. I didn’t want that to be my life. And it didn’t…

I found internet porn before I figured out what my identity was and didn’t want my life to be about being a girl with a penis, which is all I could find online. Next came the pinkwashed ‘you-go-trans-girl’ websites, and finally finding a community of people who were human, and lived life not hindered by genitals… That was the key.

I’m sick of how, in the public eye, trans women are basically there for porn and comedy. Sick, tired, and sad. Sick of seeing porn all of the time when looking through #trans tags. Tired of all the “hilarious” jokes in movies and on TV. Sad that this is all most people see us as.

Because we are so much more. We have the capacity and potential to be infinite. Every single one of us. We’re writers, architects, scientists, artists, engineers, pilots, politicians, business folk… But it’s hard to reach very far when your greatest ambitions include being accepted for who you are, and being able to one day use toilets without feeling anxious.

It would be beautiful if we weren’t forced to define ourselves by our gender identity and/or sexual orientation. Some of us may choose to, and that’s fine. But others may prefer to actually choose how to define ourselves.

We are so much more.

nueva-bordena:

littlearchitect:

ruminations on growing up queer, clueless, and addicted to the internet

Fucking truth. I remember Googling “transsexual woman” when I was twelve and just finding tons of porn and freaking the hell out. I didn’t want that to be my life. And it didn’t…

I found internet porn before I figured out what my identity was and didn’t want my life to be about being a girl with a penis, which is all I could find online. Next came the pinkwashed ‘you-go-trans-girl’ websites, and finally finding a community of people who were human, and lived life not hindered by genitals… That was the key.

Live @The Basement, Sydney

19/5/13

At the end of her gig, got my favourite album signed and tried not to fangirl too much.

2/3.