When you read of gender dysphoria in the press, they usually do a delightful job of stating how much abuse we (though I'm not out... So I don't really count I suppose?) go through, the hyperinflated rates of suicide and similar doom and gloom. This is good in a sympathy sense, as it builds up an understanding between people and us, which can only work in our favour!
The problem is that we don't want sympathy (or at least I don't). We want firm, positive action. We want exactly the same rights as everyone else. We want to hold our heads high in the street. We want to be ourselves in mainstream society. But we cannot. It is too risky, some people don't like to see it apparently. (My spelling is dire tonight, sorry).
A common argument used is that wheras it is perfectly OK for a female to wear trousers, it isn't ok for a bloke to wear a skirt... Surely this is slighy missing the point?
My main complaint (yes, I'm moaning again, but as and when I transition I will put loads of happy posts up.), is that people regard us as freaks of nature, as though we are suffering from a disease. I suppose it is mildly similar to being a leper in the 1800s- isolated from society through no fault of your own- people will not understand, nor accept, without educating the public. The goverment seems to not want to know, with reductions in planned Trans policies in the recent cutbacks. To put that into perspective, imagine ignoring the rights of Jehovah Witnesses in the UK, because of the cutbacks... Oh, hold on a minute, there would be international uproar, ethically and politically. See what I did there? The Goverment doesn't seem to care.
When I read the stories of girls and boys, my age and younger, who have come out of school as their desired gender, it always shocks me! How did they manage that? Why isn't their name inscribed in granite, for the pressure, taunts, jeers they must be under is immense. They are braver souls than me, and I'll wager braver than you too (though if some super-power ranger of a military somewhere is reading this, I do apologise :).
I would LOVE to come out. In a way it would be the most amazing thing that could happen to me.
Then reality smacks me back to sense. If I am not out, and not really camp, and get the 'FAG!', 'BUM HIM!' and other choice words... Then what hope have I got?
Perhaps an all-boys school for monetary reasons for Mum & Dad wasn't such a good idea.
Oh well, cricket season soon xD
MERRY CHRISTMAS AND A HAPPY NEW YEAR!
Billie xxx
Ps. Watch Burlesque, my new FAVOURITE FILM XD <3
PSS. If I had been this focused earlier I wouldn't have a 25 mark Geog essay to do before school. ;)
