i’m what happens to a “teenage transitioner” when they grow up. i’m a disabled multiracial queer trans woman and you can call me “erica”; it’s not my real name, though it’s what i wish it were… i am now in my 30s, much to my chagrin; i am not a receptacle for your bitterness or othering, and i am all about questioning why we too often perform the tasks of our oppressors for them in the belief that it will being us some illusory safety. my life is basically a bad Sarah McLachlan song, sung by Ani Di Franco.
topics here may be distinctly uncomfortable; like most queers, i, too, am an abuse survivor, and some of that content may be triggering; you are responsible for knowing what you are and are not safe to read. this is an -ism/-phobia free zone and i feel no shame in not approving comments that are offensive. sometimes i blog elsewhere; what i say here is reflective of me and not other blogs, so don’t try to blame them for anything I say here or on my Tumblr, found at http://inchoaterica.tumblr.com.
echoing my first post, and this is very important, this is what i’m in it for:
i want us all to be strong and free.
no cis policing of our identities
no trans/genderqueer-on-trans/genderqueer policing of our identities
no more minimizing other trans/genderqueer people for being different from you
my body, my rules, my life.
If there’s anything I can do to help, just ask.
Remember, the brain is somewhat plastic. Injuries when young, be they accidental or deliberate mutilation, can sometimes at least partly re-configure.
It may be the psychological damage is greater than the physical by now. God knows, the psychological damage could hardly be less than any physical damage i can think of.
FWIW… at age 20, I had encephalo-meningitis. One of the three survivors of the 12 who had it. Most of the cognitive impairment healed over time.
I know the trauma of brain injury. What I do not know is the trauma of psychic rape.
I wish I could kiss and make it better.
i know nobody can kiss it and make it better, and i know it’s a lost cause (stupid deep slice at the end is the killer alas) but…the thing is that for all it’s made me *different* it hasn’t made me any *lesser*.
as for the psychological/physical issue…eh, i’d say it’s a wash. one is highly curable, however, so that’s the one i’m working on. also hi, omg, zoebrain you’re hella awesome. seriously kinda squee-ing here.
I was thinking how privileged I am to know such awesome people as yourself. That was my honest reaction, along with wanting to help.
i want us all to be strong and free.
no cis policing of our identities
no trans/genderqueer-on-trans/genderqueer policing of our identities
no more minimizing other trans/genderqueer people for being different from you
my body, my rules, my life.
You put it so much better than I, but this is how I want my world to be.
Thank you.