For so many Trans people our overriding aim is to ‘pass’ or to achieve invisibility, to go about our lives as if our transness never existed, we want other people to accept us in our chosen gender without question or judgement.
But is this actually doing us all a disservice?
My self confidence and self acceptance greatly improved when I let go of the concept of passing. The fear of being ‘read’ and the fear of people discovering that I wasn’t a ‘real’ woman.
It’s now more important to me to be perceived as a woman, even if logically people see a slight anomaly. It’s important to me to be authentic to myself.
That doesn’t mean that I don’t want to be the most beautiful, feminine version of me possible and I do love it when people call me Miss, but I’m not scared of people realising that I’m trans, in fact I’m very open and forthright about it.
In the same way that gay rights and acceptance improved greatly after they stopped hiding in the shadows and stood up to express their Pride is it now time for us to proclaim that we are Trans and proud of it.
Gender dysphoria can be a terrible thing that takes a huge emotional, mental and social toll on people, do those of us that have reached the stage of feeling comfortable with ourselves and our condition owe it to those that are still struggling to show that there is a light at the end of the tunnel?
Do we owe it to ourselves (and our younger, more scared selves) to stand up and fight for our rights to be recognised as valid members of society?
Transphobia seems to be the form of social hatred and bullying that is still, if not accepted, ignored by society. Whilst racism and homophobia are abhorred by all but the very narrow minded few trans people still get the sniggers, tranny jokes and, as happened to me last week, outright abuse.
We go through hell to finally be our authentic selves and we should be proud of the fact that, even if we haven’t quite won the battle yet, we’re on the road to liberation.
Why, just at your moment of self realisation would you come out of one closet only to lock yourself in another, yet again in fear of being outed.
So perhaps it’s today that we put on our best face, most amazing outfit and strut, proud as hell down our local High Street.
I’m here, I’m Trans and I love who I am, and no ones petty minded bigotry is going to take that away from me!