So I made a couple new friends today, an autistic cisgender woman and a trans woman, and I was kind of jazzed because I haven't really met any other trans women other than one gal who I didn't really get along with.
But, God, I realize there's stuff I feel comfortable talking to cis people about and stuff I'm comfortable talking to trans people about, and the talk to trans people set is not a superset of talk to cis people.
guilt, passing, meeting other trans women Afficher plus
It makes me feel guilty to even admit it here, where people can see the content warning. Like I'm letting down my siblings by blending in, not even for safety but just to feel comfortable.
When I sort of passed at work, it was the first time in my 28 years I felt sort of human.
And I hate it. Nothing bad happens when I don't pass. There's sirs and microagressions and condescending cis lady friends, but that's nothing. Ugh.