Very much looking forward to tonight’s episode of “Transsexual Summer”.
Rather less looking forward to the theme that i know already is gonig to emerge amongst some of the tweeters, along the lines of how “unconvincing” the girls look. OK: that’s slightly better than a thread during the week on the army scut board, which appeared to settle on the consensus that, “if it has a hole, its probably worth fucking”…but that’s military “humour” for you and little to be done about that.
Its a shame. The very idea of judging someone exclusively on looks is something that cis women have had to put up with for a long time: and this is no more than a continuation of rude sexist/misogynist attitudes under another guise.
They are also quite wrong: as i posted several times last week…those not close to the trans community just don’t know. The irony of this programme is, i suspect, that it only works so long as the people in it HAVEN’T fully transitioned.
Because once they have, a fair few just wouldn’t be recognisable as trans: whereas for now, you have mostly pre-op; very early days indeed, in Sarah, and Karen presumably shown at her worst, during the pre-op phase where she has to come off hormones.
There’s personal resonance there, too. A close friend of andrea’s, recently, was overheard describing me: apparently i look just like a middle-aged woman. Hmmmph! Middle-aged! 🙂
But that’s really as it should be.
If anything, i am starting to find passing quite weird. From spending so long looking wistfully over the fence and…just assuming i never would, the boost effect of hormones post-op…my increasing confidence in myself…more and more, i am greeted as Ma’am, no questions asked, referred to as “this lady”…and pretty generally seen wherever i go as female.
The only problem i have…maybe an issue i (half tongue-in-cheek, half not) need to talk thru is that it is taking me by surprise.
No. I never believed it would happen. Wheres now, there are odd occasions where i get “sir’d”…but they are fewer and fewer, and stand out like a sore thumb.
Initially, i thought it was just niceness…political correctness even.
Finally, though, i think i am going to have to start to accept that no: maybe it is real. It is how i am genuinely perceived – and that is beyond my wildest dreams.