seems like trans men are often more dualistic about their body vs. self than trans women are.
trans men (even ones who are not self-identified truscum) tend to look at being trans as a medical condition more often than trans women do? and in my experience trans men are more likely to say things like ‘i’m a man but i have a woman’s body’ or ‘yeah my ovaries were a birth defect’ and meanwhile trans women are more likely to say things like ‘i’m a woman, this is my body, so it’s a woman’s body even if i don’t do anything to it’ .
my guess is that it is a Thing, but it’s a Thing because being AFAB is Hell in a number of very !!FUN!! ways that being AMAB is not, and if you’re dealing with that kind of shit AND gender dysphoria at the same time? you’re gonna dissociate yourself from your Flesh Mecha a little more than if your body has always just been Your Body.
it’d be interesting to see if this is actually A Thing, if trans men and trans women really do tend to see their bodies-wrt-gender differently, and if it is A Thing how it maps onto how cis people see things. double interesting to see if/how it maps onto people who are dealing with chronic illness or other debilitating conditions.
(obligatory disclaimer, this is not a one-to-one statement, i have heard trans people of all genders say things on all ends of this spectrum and if your experience doesn’t map onto this that doesn’t mean you’re Not Really Trans)
Wouldn’t this theory predict that there would be more self-identified trans men than trans women, because having a Hell Body would make you more likely to notice dysphoria / body dysmorphia and actively want to do something about it?
Hey, I did say ‘unendorsed’. :p More seriously, I do think that there are at least as many AFAB people with dysphoria than AMAB people with dysphoria, and there are probably many more AFAB people who have dysphoria than you’d think. It’s just that dysphoria != identifying as transgender.
Dysphoria can mean ‘becoming a trans person’, obviously. But just as often, ‘having dysphoria’ means ‘living in extreme discomfort with one’s body, but not having any outlet to handle that discomfort’.
Sometimes dysphoria means ‘having extreme discomfort with one’s body, but not knowing that there’s something one could do to fix it’. Or ‘having extreme discomfort with one’s body, but not wanting to give up ‘being [female | male]’ as a part of one’s identity’. Or ‘having extreme discomfort with one’s body, but not wanting to suffer the kind of shit trans people go through on a daily basis’.
Or ‘having extreme discomfort with one’s body, but suspecting a full Gender-To-Other-Gender physical transition would give one the same discomfort for other reasons.’
Or ‘having extreme discomfort with one’s body, but knowing you can’t actually have the body you want with current medical technology and/or no one will give you the body you want, so grinning and bearing it with what you’ve got’.
Like… outside of Queer Spaces ™ ®, most people don’t even know trans men exist. Both cis allies and anti-trans folks tend to think of trans people as “binary femme trans women”; their immediate mental model is Caitlyn Jenner or Laverne Cox. Hell, I cannot tell you how many times I’ve said “I’m trans” to someone and had them immediately think, "oh, you’re a trans woman, right?”. Even though at this point I do not look female, like, at all. Even if they’re a nurse seeing me before I talk to a doctor about my hysterectomy. You have to actively remind most cis people that AFAB trans people exist, or they will completely forget.
So there are probably a lot of AFAB people out there who don’t know that you can, for example, get an FTM sex change*. Or that you can choose to say that you’re something different than a woman and people will treat you with respect. Or that you can choose to identify as something other than a man or woman. And some of these people would be very, very happy to transition in one way or another! But they can’t.
Other AFAB people would like to physically transition in a way that’s similar to FTM transition… buuuut they identify as ‘butch’ or ‘dyke’ or ‘he/him lesbian’; being a woman is an important part of their identity, and they can’t give it up. A lot of the time they make you live as Your Chosen Gender for a year or two before you can even talk about having surgery; living as a man for a year while still being a woman is not, I imagine, a pleasant experience. And there are not very many doctors who will help someone who isn’t “officially” transgender transition. Hell, there are plenty of nonbinary people who still have problems with doctors refusing to help them, because they’re not a binary trans person.
Similarly, there are a lot of AFAB people- regardless of their identity- who have dysphoria with some aspects of their bodies, but believe that the kind of physical transition they’d have to undergo to fix these problems would just give them more problems. For example: an AFAB person who just thinks of their gender as “LOUD SHRUGGING NOISE” might want to have a more muscular body, broad shoulders, and no breasts, but might also feel like having a deep voice, body hair, and a penis would give them dysphoria in the other direction.
“Having dysphoria” and “being transgender” are about as synonymous as “being attracted to women” and “being an out, proud lesbian”. A lot of dysphoric people are trans, but not all dysphoric people are; sometimes they’re ‘just’ something similar, and sometimes, for whatever reason, they can’t come out.
*apologies for the outdated language, but ‘gender confirmation surgery’ just sounds awkward in this context. y’know?
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This is how you write about disabled people accomplishing things. You focus on what they accomplish while acknowledging their disability but not framing them as impressive for just doing something while disabled.
This blog covers women from history who were badass. This post focuses on Sarah Biffin as a person and artist not as a diabled body, not as inspiration porn. This is how you write about disabled people.
Holy fucking shit this guy thinks people that call him a “bootlicker” for defending police violating people’s consitutional rights are foot fetishists.
Routine is like GPS in my brain. I know my routes, but it’s still nice to hear them “declared” at the right times. But instead of destinations, it tells me what I need to do next in my mind.
“Approaching leave bed protocol.”
“Enter your computer chair from the left side.”
“Now you may proceed to enter and leave your computer chair from the right side.”
And so on and so on.
Then my routine gets changed. GPS gets stuck.
“You performed the shower protocol early. Recalculating… recalculating… recalculating…”
And it can’t give me the altered route until I’ve completed the “right” steps at the “wrong” times if, say, I have to shower a day earlier than I usually do for an event taking place on the actual shower day.
Then I can proceed more or less as I normally do until the day of the event comes. Then my mental GPS needs the times I should be ready to leave and when the event starts to help me calibrate a protocol.
“It is 2:30pm. Time to prepare to leave. You should be ready to leave by 3:00pm. (Usual “get dressed” instructions here.)”
Those extra 30 minutes of “nothing” is time I use to finish up whatever I was doing and be ready for transitioning to leaving the house. My usual protocol when I reach a destination is find and use the bathroom there. I get super cranky if I can’t, because my body is a thing of habit and it’s not fun to do anything when your body is screaming at you that it has to pee.
Now, when my routine is already shuffled to hell, and somebody throws info at me that tells me my routine is going to get even more messed up, all I can think about is my brain will be saying “Recalculating… recalculating… recalculating…” to me for two days instead of one. I can’t make those pieces fall into place in my brain.
When my brain can’t put something together, it crashes in a meltdown.
Part of that confusion is I have to figure out my “disconnect from x activity to prepare for y activity” when a disruption is approaching. Throwing more stuff at me means those calculations get thrown to hell. I try to calculate my transition times in preparation for disruptions in routine.
Telling me more disruptions are coming breaks my mental GPS. I freak out thinking I will forget to recalculate because I’m still recalculating for another disruption. I get stuck on the recalculating more than the actual disruption.
That’s why I have meltdowns over “insignificant” changes in routine, such as people not checking with me and telling me I now have to wake up at buttcrack o’clock in the morning for a technician to come check out why my internet keeps cutting out. This weekend is already so chaotic with stuff happening that I would’ve told my mom to wait until Monday.
That is the one autism thing my mom just doesn’t get: I cannot handle a ton of changes in routine in a row. I just can’t. I had a burnout in 2016 because literally every day in December broke some part of my routine at the last minute. I stressed out so bad that I collapsed and barely recovered in time for Christmas.
And it’s not that I don’t try to handle it. I do. I write stuff on my calendar and everything. It’s the mental recalculating and knowing I have *more* to recalculate that turns my brain into radioactive soup.
is exactly what it sounds like. There is a twitter thread and script here. You can figure out who your senator is and how to contact them at senate.gov.
If you cannot call and want me to call for you, please send me a message with your full name, zip code, and, optionally, your street address and/or phone number and/or email address. You can do this on anon or not.
Even if your Senator supports the bill, you can call them and thank them.
“Washington—Senate Judiciary Committee Ranking Member Dianne Feinstein (D-Calif.) and 31 of her colleagues have introduced legislation to keep immigrant families together by preventing the Department of Homeland Security from taking children from their parents at the border.
The Keep Families Together Act was developed in consultation with child welfare experts to ensure the federal government is acting in the best interest of children. The bill is supported by the American Academy of Pediatrics, Kids In Need of Defense (KIND), Coalition for Humane Immigrant Rights of Los Angeles (CHIRLA), Children’s Law Center, Young Center for Immigrant Rights and the Women’s Refugee Commission.”
You owe no one information about your body, your opinions, your family, your health, not even your favorite food if u dont wanna share.
A kinda creepy guy at work asks what u did on the weekend? A well-meaning relative asks abt your health problems? A friend of a friend asks about your partner? Maybe smile for a second and then say “you know, that’s actually kinda personal” and change the subject or give a very general answer if u want.
You are entitled to privacy and to choosing who to share what with.
This is a really underrated approach to shutting down invasive questions about your illness or disability. Not only is it part of a social script (=socially acceptable), but being part of a script means they are less likely to push back or be offended by the boundary you’re setting.
Want to level it up a bit or make a point? Instead of making it sound like it’s a personal topic for you, try deploying a little condescension and careful wording to imply that that person is asking a universally inappropriate question. “That’s a little personal, don’t you think?” + the side eye can make a lot of people think twice.
Your mileage may vary on this (some people are just rude forever), but it’s certainly one for the toolbox.
School dress codes aren’t only sexists, but there’s also racist and islamophobic.
I (First Nations, Mohawk) used to have hair past my chest but my middle school forced me to cut my hair because “boys couldn’t have hair past the tips of the ear” (I’m not a boy either, but they assigned me ‘boy’ as a gender) but even when I begged them to let me keep my hair because of spiritual beliefs, they forced me to cut it. A classic move of the white school system against native children. I got a referral everyday for the 65 days I refused to cut my hair. I cried for two weeks after the principal took scissors to my hair. I’m still growing it back.
My best friend (who is an aboriginal Egyptian) was once told to remove her hijab (also a gift I had given her) because “hats weren’t allowed” (a mixture of racism and islamophobia), she reluctantly took it off.
In middle school again, my friend Nemo ( First Nations, Navajo) was told she couldn’t wear her traditional clothing on her 13 birthday, celebrating her reaching puberty. She was sent home and forced to spend her birthday alone while her parents worked.
Tomorrow is my 18th birthday, an important life event in Mohawk culture (becoming an adult) and I want to wear my traditional clothes to school, especially because I’ll have to celebrate all alone this year since I live far away from my nation. Even though my school doesn’t have uniforms or a strict dress code, I’m afraid they’ll tell me that my clothes or very light face paint are “distracting” and tell me to take off my traditional jewellery (headband, choker, bracelets) or wash off the face paint.
I’m sure these are only the tip of the iceberg when it comes to racism in the school dress code, and general school systems. White culture is enforced in everything from the dress code to the curriculum.
many european countries explicitly prohibit wearing headscarves like the hijab in schools, too
Oh my god. And I thought school dress codes were only sexist. This is a whole new level.
don’t forget african-american students being sent home for or forbidden from wearing their natural hairstyles
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