The sheer extraordinariness, the sheer contrariness, of trans hovers in the background of trans discourse that tries its best to normalise itself. Trans is a freaky, contrary phenomenon: I suspect we must all feel that really.
It's the sort of thing one thinks happens only to other people. Not even the other people you know: the strange ones, in films and books.
And yet I am one of those strange people.
The matter of disapproval can overshadow the matter of disbelief. I might not be ashamed of it, but can I really trust it, an internal feeling than flies in the face of not just culture but physical reality?
I should be strong and trust it. Claiming that strength is in itself empowering.
See the richness in the extraordinary.
Take pleasure and pride in it. Feel privileged.
I have this extra special facet in my life. An extra dimension to my experience of sexuality and gender.
It is up to me to savor my inner gender.
I intend to enjoy it.
Presupposing gender as a truth of oneself, as opposed to something that we are continuously socially doing, always subjectifying oneself against others in this or that manner
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