Chessie
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Okay, Chaz started at least a semi-silly but altogether interesting thread. Apparently some people have got some questions about why exactly transsexuals are the way we are.
Lemme tell you, it's some confusing shit and I would not wish it on my worst enemy. The attempted suicide rate for transexuals is about 50% trying at least once. The rate of mental illness and coinciding addiction is through the roof.
Weirdly enough, trans-sexuality is not a mental disorder in the way schizophrenia or BPD are mental disorders. I am a stable transsexual. My mind is not being steadily ripped apart by the tides of my particular problem. That doesn't mean I haven't had to make some coping mechanisms for it in roughly the same way a person missing a foot has to make coping mechanisms but I don't require medication or counseling.
Transsexuality is defined as a persistent disassociation from one's born gender modality.
The closest sensation most people will feel in their lives is the sensation of passing by a mirror and recognizing some aspect of their face or body that doesn't entirely match with their memory of themselves. If you take that feeling and multiply it out until it comprises your entire body that is very close.
The first definitions of a person in our culture are pretty heavy and they will weigh on a person if they're incorrect. There are three definitions that come when a person is out of the womb and they are absolutely essential in American society to determining what you 'become' as a person.
You have:
1.Gender.
2.Conformity to physical norms/healthy biology.
3.Parental bonding method.
Those three things are what will define you in your earliest moments and if one of those is fucked up in some way it's going to change your entire life. If all three of those things are neatly in sync with the needs of the child, you will likely have a very healthy, happy baby.
I'm trans, not because I chose to be, but because someone took a look between my legs when I popped out and said "It's a boy. Here's your football helmet, your season tickets to NASCAR, and 'I like boobies and beer' t-shirt."...and they were wrong.
What's between someone's legs only defines whether they have to piss sitting down or standing up, what hormones give them hell during puberty, and how often people in the super-conservative parts of the south glare at them hatefully when they wear skirts in public.
If anything the expectations of other people are where the real issues happen. I don't find that I have problems because of my own body (although this isn't to say I wouldn't change it) but rather because of other people's responses to my body. I am six feet tall, yes. I'm strong. I refused to be weak so I worked out until I am muscular and powerful. Equally, I am feminine.
I shave my legs (because dear god, nothing worse than leg-bushes) and I cry at happy movies. I will go to my girlfriends for comfort before I go to my lover. I read romance novels one day and science fiction the next.
I did decide eventually that I would avoid hormones and the surgeries. I respect and admire the transexuals who go through that but I looked around and eventually, after a while, found that I could wait to see what science delivers me. Who knows? One day a gender-change could be complete, easy, cheap, and done over a weekend like getting a hair-cut.
My room-mate is one who can't wait. Patience isn't in her make-up. Her mind was tormented because her parents did bad things to her about her gender and sexuality. She's happier and far more gregarious nowadays. The external changes became intermal ones for her (whereas I tend to let the external just sort of exist, even when it bothers me an awful lot).
If I were forced, day in and day out, to conform to the male gender I would long since have been dead. If I had to pretend every day, I'd have ended it. The suffering would have become too great. I have a very rebellious streak thankfully and access to the internet and nowadays a support network of people who accept me. I can throw myself into that group and flatly exclude people who refuse to take me as I choose to be.
Transexuals survive well if they are given emotional support. Nearly everyone survives well if they are given emotional support but if you isolate a transexual (and the condition can be VERY isolating) then it leads to suicide or mental sickness. Many trans-people have been invalidated through so much of their lives that NO amount of emotional support will fix the hole inside of them. The surgeries have a purgative effect. It is as though they are being reborn and can give up the violence that pervaded their early lives, cleaning away the feelings of sadness and displacement.
Being trans has been a real trip. A twisted, bizarre trip. I honestly hoped I wasn't trans when I finally began to learn about what a wreck the lives of most transexuals turn into. That was before the internet.
Transexuality is closely associated with the LGB communites mostly because of what it tends to represent. To many men, a transexual male to female is a man. To many women, a transexual male to female is a woman. This means that regardless of their preferred orientation, people still see us as homosexual. We also needed to associate ourselves with a larger community because transexuals are very spread out and there aren't enough of us to ensure our rights without support from a larger group like gays, lesbians, and bisexuals.
Anyway, I don't know what you will take away from this. Maybe some understanding. It's a lot to read.
Lemme tell you, it's some confusing shit and I would not wish it on my worst enemy. The attempted suicide rate for transexuals is about 50% trying at least once. The rate of mental illness and coinciding addiction is through the roof.
Weirdly enough, trans-sexuality is not a mental disorder in the way schizophrenia or BPD are mental disorders. I am a stable transsexual. My mind is not being steadily ripped apart by the tides of my particular problem. That doesn't mean I haven't had to make some coping mechanisms for it in roughly the same way a person missing a foot has to make coping mechanisms but I don't require medication or counseling.
Transsexuality is defined as a persistent disassociation from one's born gender modality.
The closest sensation most people will feel in their lives is the sensation of passing by a mirror and recognizing some aspect of their face or body that doesn't entirely match with their memory of themselves. If you take that feeling and multiply it out until it comprises your entire body that is very close.
The first definitions of a person in our culture are pretty heavy and they will weigh on a person if they're incorrect. There are three definitions that come when a person is out of the womb and they are absolutely essential in American society to determining what you 'become' as a person.
You have:
1.Gender.
2.Conformity to physical norms/healthy biology.
3.Parental bonding method.
Those three things are what will define you in your earliest moments and if one of those is fucked up in some way it's going to change your entire life. If all three of those things are neatly in sync with the needs of the child, you will likely have a very healthy, happy baby.
I'm trans, not because I chose to be, but because someone took a look between my legs when I popped out and said "It's a boy. Here's your football helmet, your season tickets to NASCAR, and 'I like boobies and beer' t-shirt."...and they were wrong.
What's between someone's legs only defines whether they have to piss sitting down or standing up, what hormones give them hell during puberty, and how often people in the super-conservative parts of the south glare at them hatefully when they wear skirts in public.
If anything the expectations of other people are where the real issues happen. I don't find that I have problems because of my own body (although this isn't to say I wouldn't change it) but rather because of other people's responses to my body. I am six feet tall, yes. I'm strong. I refused to be weak so I worked out until I am muscular and powerful. Equally, I am feminine.
I shave my legs (because dear god, nothing worse than leg-bushes) and I cry at happy movies. I will go to my girlfriends for comfort before I go to my lover. I read romance novels one day and science fiction the next.
I did decide eventually that I would avoid hormones and the surgeries. I respect and admire the transexuals who go through that but I looked around and eventually, after a while, found that I could wait to see what science delivers me. Who knows? One day a gender-change could be complete, easy, cheap, and done over a weekend like getting a hair-cut.
My room-mate is one who can't wait. Patience isn't in her make-up. Her mind was tormented because her parents did bad things to her about her gender and sexuality. She's happier and far more gregarious nowadays. The external changes became intermal ones for her (whereas I tend to let the external just sort of exist, even when it bothers me an awful lot).
If I were forced, day in and day out, to conform to the male gender I would long since have been dead. If I had to pretend every day, I'd have ended it. The suffering would have become too great. I have a very rebellious streak thankfully and access to the internet and nowadays a support network of people who accept me. I can throw myself into that group and flatly exclude people who refuse to take me as I choose to be.
Transexuals survive well if they are given emotional support. Nearly everyone survives well if they are given emotional support but if you isolate a transexual (and the condition can be VERY isolating) then it leads to suicide or mental sickness. Many trans-people have been invalidated through so much of their lives that NO amount of emotional support will fix the hole inside of them. The surgeries have a purgative effect. It is as though they are being reborn and can give up the violence that pervaded their early lives, cleaning away the feelings of sadness and displacement.
Being trans has been a real trip. A twisted, bizarre trip. I honestly hoped I wasn't trans when I finally began to learn about what a wreck the lives of most transexuals turn into. That was before the internet.
Transexuality is closely associated with the LGB communites mostly because of what it tends to represent. To many men, a transexual male to female is a man. To many women, a transexual male to female is a woman. This means that regardless of their preferred orientation, people still see us as homosexual. We also needed to associate ourselves with a larger community because transexuals are very spread out and there aren't enough of us to ensure our rights without support from a larger group like gays, lesbians, and bisexuals.
Anyway, I don't know what you will take away from this. Maybe some understanding. It's a lot to read.