I know I usually post on Sundays, but I was tied up working on my open memo for my legal reasoning and writing class.
I’m a little down today. Maybe some of it is from sleeping about two hours last night, but I think it’s more about some interactions with some people that need to reevaluate some things. One of my best friends in undergrad posted something very transphobic and then proceeded to act like her post was justified because she doesn’t like the particular trans person mentioned in the post.
This evening I was talking to my mom, and she mentioned that she told one of her coworkers about me. On one hand, she has no right to out me without talking to me first about it, but on the other I was happy that she’s able to share and be proud of me for a few moments. The problem is she didn’t tell her coworker that I was trans…she told him I came out as gay. Needless to say I’m pretty hurt and angry about this. She acts like she’s “getting there,” but that doesn’t cut it. If you aren’t actively supporting the trans community then you’re contributing to the oppression of a group that deals with an extremely high rate of depression and suicide. But let’s just be dismissive about it, because you’re “getting there” (sarcasm).
It’s trans awareness week, and I of all people feel very aware. I’m constantly aware of my “otherness.” This morning, I’m aware of the guy who overheard one of my friends refer to me as sir and looked at me like I was some sort of freak. This afternoon, I’m aware of my friend who I thought cared about me but said hurtful things about the group that I’m part of. This evening, I’m aware of loved ones who don’t fully accept me, much less respect me.
Happy Trans Awareness Week