Itoshi no FoxyDonuts 🏳️⚧️I just realized it's kinda fucked up to regularly and normally have conversations with other trans people about how we plan to kill ourselves and hopefully some of those who come to take us away if that happens. Damn that's morbid as fuck, but death before detransition.
DaisyAll it takes is for people to just get to know us as people for them to not be transphobic but society is so closed-minded, they can’t. I could so easily escape this constant fear I’m in if people would just let me speak… Every day people judge me based on one aspect about me without even considering anything else. They have a set idea of what a trans woman is. We’re not unique. We’re all the same to them. There’s no way I could possible not be that idea to them. Hateful rhetoric is everywhere. Conspiracy theories are given airtime while we remain silenced and given no opportunity to speak up. No one wants to get to know me. They think they already do without even talking to me. They don’t want me to talk to them.
It’s hard enough living with a body I never asked for and really don’t want. Now people act like I’m some sort of freak who uses a disguise to trick people. I only wish I had the level of confidence required to actually pull something like that off. I always leave my house with pepper spray and a pocketknife in my bag just in case I get assaulted, kidnapped, raped or killed. There’s an ongoing genocide against us just for being ourselves. I tried being something else. I honestly really tried. It left me depressed and I tried to kill myself twice before I realised who I really am. I used to be very antisocial but now I want to make friends. I want to form connections. I want people to meet me and say “you know what? That girl was alright. Not great but alright.” Instead I get people calling me a man, a rapist, a groomer, a terrorist, a troon. People just kick me down and won’t even hold back when I’m already down for whatever reason. I was made to suffer for these people. I can’t live the proper life I want.
Ideally I’d like to live a life where I don’t feel I have to say I’m trans but I’m so scared of people getting angry if I don’t alert them earlier that I feel I have to. I don’t want to be viewed as just a trans woman. I want to be a woman who happens to be trans. People judge me before even getting to know me. I’m not the best person by a long shot but I’m not as bad as people assume I am. I feel like the number of places I can feel safe is shrinking rapidly. I don’t want to live in fear anymore. I want to enjoy life. But every day I’m reminded of the very hurtful stigma attached to being transgender and I can’t escape it to thrive properly. The media won’t let me say any of this because I’m trans. The media already have a set idea of what we are and they don’t want to stray from it. They don’t want to at least talk to us. Never mind reporting. They won’t even talk over coffee or anything. We’re just freaks to them…to everyone… #transphobia #transfear
It’s hard enough living with a body I never asked for and really don’t want. Now people act like I’m some sort of freak who uses a disguise to trick people. I only wish I had the level of confidence required to actually pull something like that off. I always leave my house with pepper spray and a pocketknife in my bag just in case I get assaulted, kidnapped, raped or killed. There’s an ongoing genocide against us just for being ourselves. I tried being something else. I honestly really tried. It left me depressed and I tried to kill myself twice before I realised who I really am. I used to be very antisocial but now I want to make friends. I want to form connections. I want people to meet me and say “you know what? That girl was alright. Not great but alright.” Instead I get people calling me a man, a rapist, a groomer, a terrorist, a troon. People just kick me down and won’t even hold back when I’m already down for whatever reason. I was made to suffer for these people. I can’t live the proper life I want.
Ideally I’d like to live a life where I don’t feel I have to say I’m trans but I’m so scared of people getting angry if I don’t alert them earlier that I feel I have to. I don’t want to be viewed as just a trans woman. I want to be a woman who happens to be trans. People judge me before even getting to know me. I’m not the best person by a long shot but I’m not as bad as people assume I am. I feel like the number of places I can feel safe is shrinking rapidly. I don’t want to live in fear anymore. I want to enjoy life. But every day I’m reminded of the very hurtful stigma attached to being transgender and I can’t escape it to thrive properly. The media won’t let me say any of this because I’m trans. The media already have a set idea of what we are and they don’t want to stray from it. They don’t want to at least talk to us. Never mind reporting. They won’t even talk over coffee or anything. We’re just freaks to them…to everyone… #transphobia #transfear