Yesterday I changed my gender in our corporate employee portal from "Male" to "Non-specified." Today, I had a message that it was verified and approved.
Woo?
apparently someone is selling a product called "I cant believe its not estrogen" and its marketed as an mtf hormone supplement but not only does it not work (it actually boosts testosterone), it looks to be a honeypot to gather addresses and identities of trans people by a terf. The dose is also harmfully high.
So like, dont buy that. Make sure your friends dont buy it.
#transgender #hrtOrdered another set of (small) breast forms yesterday, for when I'm feeling Miranda but need to be stealthy-- i.e., at work. I already have a pair, which I'm going to actually use as my work pair. The new nicer set will be for at home. I've reached the point at work where fucks.quantity=0 about whether someone sees straps under my shirt, or sees a bit of a possibility of tiddy. If they're that preoccupied with my underwear that's their own kink to deal with.
In that same time period however my boss has noticed that my productivity has soared through the roof. I'm not surprised. I feel more like myself.
That said, it's not like I've exactly been trying to hide my gender fluidity these past few months. My desktop wallpaper is the gender fluid pride flag. My reusable water tumbler is the same, overlaid with a sun and moon image that seems to represent me sufficiently. And I'm certain that the fact that I've given up wearing masculine undergarments at all has not gone unnoticed at some point.
I have been absolutely enjoying having that luxury. Unfortunately now for the next couple weeks I'm back in my normal building sitting in a temporary location. I no longer have that luxury, and I feel alienated by my actual building because my deliberately chosen normal work manifestation is masculine coded. I could just change that fact, but while my company's employee reference guide promises gender expression as a protected trait, corporate culture leads me to think otherwise.
Several months ago I switched my office along with the rest of my team into a different building about a mile away, because my company is supposed to be doing renovation work and our actual office area after which we would be moving back. I like my normal building, but the office area at my current building has gender-neutral restrooms. I know they weren't done that way on purpose, it was more to economize needing additional restrooms in that area.
Your suffering matters.
Stop the mentality of βitβs ok because someone has it worseβ
Post by Steve Rudner:
I'm the father of a 21 year old daughter. There are lots of things I worry about. I worry about her being sexually assaulted, because that happens a lot. I worry about her being the victim of a drunk driver, because that happens a lot. I worry about her being the victim of gun violence, because lots of people die from gun-related injuries. Here's what I do not worry about: I don't worry about her being attacked in a restroom by a trans woman because (a) it has never happened; and (b) trans women are the most victimized group of people I've ever met, and the least likely to commit a crime of indecency in a restroom, because they are afraid of getting beat up when all they want to do is pee. And here is something else I don't worry about: I don't worry about my daughter being cruel and inhumane to trans men, women or kids, because my wife and I have raised her to have values and because she is a kind person.
My daughter (14) is adorable. Just saying. Her boyfriend is coming over to watch movies with her and have dinner with us and she spent most of th day yesterday cleaning up the basement so they can have a cute cozy movie watching space.
(Yes, we trust them.)
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