The past six months I've had the opportunity to experience and see a lot of things--over the Internet and in person--that brought to my attention a whole bunch of issues I would have never known about, had I never "found out" about myself sometime the middle of last year. So I'm writing this to maybe dispel some things that the general public sees as truth or fact.
1. Transsexual does not mean Drag Queen/Crossdresser/Transvestite
The community, as a whole, (you know, the T at the end of LGBT?) uses the blanket term, Transgender. This covers a multitude of things, from Crossdressers, Genderfluid people and all the way to Transsexuals. While I do not hold ill-will toward those who simply enjoy dolling themselves up and going to a show, I would like to say that this is not representative of most Transsexuals.
But hey, I still think it's cool. I just want everyone to get their facts straight.
2. Words you shouldn't freaking use [huge trigger warning for this section]
I'm sure the Jewish, African Americans, Gays and Lesbians feel the same way.
If you are extra sensitive to the usage of certain derogatory terms, please scroll past this segment.
"Tranny," "Shemale," "Heshe," "It," or anything else someone might use in anger or jest to anyone belonging to the male-to-female persuasion of Transsexuals (since this is probably the most discriminated against group, considering these are the words I hear and see most), you aren't just poking fun. You are slinging around bigoted hatred. It's words like these that drive people to stay "in the closet" and in severe cases, suicide.
From bashing Anne Coulter to speaking among your friends while I'm standing right there, unbeknownst to you that I am one of those "female impostors" you just so happen to be talking about--this is not okay.
You wouldn't walk up to a black man and call him the N-word, right?
I blame the porn industry for most of these words, since they seem to be completely ignorant to the world around them.
3. This isn't a choice
I have/had a really good friend. We used to hang out almost bi-weekly. That was until I told him that I, pictured on the right, am Transsexual.
Suddenly I'm a bad influence on his children and his God is going to burn me to death after I'm dead (Oh no).
I think the turning point in our relationship was when we had a bit of a fiery argument where he would not let go of this strange idea that I simply woke up one day and decided to be this way.
Like I would actually want to risk losing family members and friends over a "choice" that a lot of society deems worthy of shaming, discrimination and in a lot of unfortunate cases, murder.
Yeah, screw being a straight, white male. I'd rather incur the wrath of bigots and the uneducated just because it'd be really fun.
In reality, I've always been this way. It was something I ignored for twenty-seven years until I couldn't take it any longer. Like working a shit-job where you don't get paid and you can't ever leave.
So, people of the world, let's just stop all of this nonsense, okay?
I don't care if you think I, or anyone else belonging to the LGBT community, are immoral.
I don't care if you think I'm going to go to Hell.
But if you're going to be a vile, hateful bigot, you could at least get your facts straight so that you look kind of intelligent when you're standing there on your soapbox telling other people how to live.
There's one more tidbit I'd like to share before I close: Hey you! The rest of the LGB community! Stop ignoring us!
Also, my break from writing is almost over, which means Escape Velocity will be coming soon!
Stay tuned for part 2! (Because there's more to talk about than I could fit in a relatively short blog post)