I was never really anti trans, but I had a bit of trouble understanding the social aspects of transitioning when I was younger. “I feel like an alien in my own body; I would like to change it please” I got just fine, but who cared if society thought you were a man or a woman? Fuck society. As a cis male, I’d never particularly had to fight (or been particularly attached to) my gender identity. Til someone brought up a part of my identity that is dear to me, and asked me to imagine how it would feel if every time someone used a pronoun to refer to me, they were saying “You are not X”.
That got through to me. It’s a potent mix of rage and despair.
I don’t understand it, either. But I realized it’s not my burden as a cis person. What is my burden is accepting and appreciating everyone for who they are, no matter what part of the LGBT+ spectrum they fall.
In the late 90’s, the battle was for my gay buddies. I remember one dude and his dad beat up a friend of mine. We knew he was gay and likely the dad found him and his son doing what gay people do and instead chose to beat my friend up. We went back to his house and threw rebar concrete through their windows and smashed up their cars. Statue of limitation is up, so it doesn’t matter about talking about it. Was also 15 at the time.
People who hate and commit acts of violence against others deserve what happens to them. Fuck those people who can’t accept someone because they feel like a prisoner in their own body. Did my fair share of shoving over the “I hate gay” crowd and will gladly fight these next group of assholes.
I was never really anti trans, but I had a bit of trouble understanding the social aspects of transitioning when I was younger. “I feel like an alien in my own body; I would like to change it please” I got just fine, but who cared if society thought you were a man or a woman? Fuck society. As a cis male, I’d never particularly had to fight (or been particularly attached to) my gender identity. Til someone brought up a part of my identity that is dear to me, and asked me to imagine how it would feel if every time someone used a pronoun to refer to me, they were saying “You are not X”.
That got through to me. It’s a potent mix of rage and despair.
I don’t understand it, either. But I realized it’s not my burden as a cis person. What is my burden is accepting and appreciating everyone for who they are, no matter what part of the LGBT+ spectrum they fall.
In the late 90’s, the battle was for my gay buddies. I remember one dude and his dad beat up a friend of mine. We knew he was gay and likely the dad found him and his son doing what gay people do and instead chose to beat my friend up. We went back to his house and threw rebar concrete through their windows and smashed up their cars. Statue of limitation is up, so it doesn’t matter about talking about it. Was also 15 at the time.
People who hate and commit acts of violence against others deserve what happens to them. Fuck those people who can’t accept someone because they feel like a prisoner in their own body. Did my fair share of shoving over the “I hate gay” crowd and will gladly fight these next group of assholes.