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genderfork (via pansexualpride)
Wow, so it’s not just me. I’ve resorted to having friends do my hair, after getting tired of saying “yes, I’m sure I want it that short, that’s what I got last time”, only to have the stylist ask me again 5 minutes later.
You fear “that conversation” when you’re dating someone who doesn’t know you’re trans, because you fear you’ll lose them because of it.
This is kind of a litmus test for who is worth my time and love and who isn’t.
Look at the low masculinity & femininity scores on this thing!
Bencakes says: so yeah, “nerd” is your gender, as in you focus on intellectually meaningful choices
(Click image above for link to full report.)
(Source: personaldna.com)
Do not call me cisgender. You have no right or authority to name me without my consent.
Cisgender is a word used by persons who have decided to name me without my permission.
Cisgender is not a name or identity that females, women as a class, have chosen for ourselves.
It does not come from us, as its origins are from a trans perspective, a person said to be a man, created by trans persons and used to name females/women as a class. Women have not agreed to be named by others, as has been done to us through history, being named, identified and defined by others.
You do not get to name me without my permission.
Do not call me cisgender. That is offensive to me. I am offended that you consider that you have power over me, and can name me.
Cisgender is an epithet, abusive, contemptuous and expresses hostility towards me.
I name myself. The names and words I use include female, woman, her, she, wimmin, womon, womyn. You have permission to use those words when addressing or referring to me.
You do not have the permission to call me names you have created for me, against my will and demand that I own them as mine.
Do not call me cisgender. That is your word, not mine.
Uppity Biscuit http://uppitybiscuit.wordpress.com/2007/01/19/do-not-call-me-cisgender-you-do-not-have-my-permission-to-name-me/ (via thefeministhermit)
Oh, so you’re trans*? Because you’re either cis or trans. You’re either the same gender that was assigned to you at birth or you’re not. I’m not going to tell you for you which you are, but you can’t act like one is superior to the other, or that one is degrading or the other egotistic. And you most certainly can’t act like “woman” and “cis” or “woman” and “trans” are mutually exclusive pairings. You want to see the end of cis/trans? End the practice of gender assignment at birth. Stop raising little kids to be girls and boys based on how they look. But you won’t do that, will you?
Anonymous asked: Do you have a penis or a vagina?
Answer: Depends on my agenda for the day.
I think I would put more effort into looking gender neutral if I thought I could pass.
Is such a thing possible? If so, I want a makeover!
Sigh… When are we going to learn that we’re not each other’s enemies? It’s the people out there who want to force us into a genital-defined social role who hate us, not each other.
transgirljournal makes a list of people she wants to inflict physical violence upon:
- The ones that complain constantly about people giving them male pronouns when they don’t even try to present semi-feme sometimes.
Weird, I know plenty of men who can throw on a cute skirt and still be called by male pronouns. Not to mention men who can avoid femininity as hard as they try and still not hear one male pronoun all day long. Presenting as femme/butch/whatever isn’t the magic button for receiving non-male pronouns, it seems.
- The ones that don’t even try.
How do you know if they’re trying? Are you living their lives? Maybe she’s leapt over 500 obstacles that week already, and she simply doesn’t have the strength for Obstacle #501.
- The ones who complain about transphobia when all their life involves is looking for transphobia.
Have you looked around you? Do you listen to what people say? The only way to avoid the constant transphobia is to plug your ears, cover your eyes, wear gloves (if your read braille), and hide in a closet. Speaking of closet, that’s where you’ll find the only trans* people who don’t complain about transphobia, because it’s too dangerous for them to. They need the rest of us to speak up against hate for them when they can’t.
- The ones who WANT transphobia and people to call them “trannies” just so they can make a scene.
Gasp! Not a scene! WE WOULDN’T WANT THAT! Then bigots who hate and abuse trans* people might get the wrong idea about how we really feel. They might even stop oppressing us, and then we wouldn’t get to make scenes any more, and that would be sad. /sarcasm
In summary: get over yourself.
Asked by anticapitalist
DEAR GOD WON’T SOMEBODY THINK OF THE HUMANISTS!
…oh wait, I am a humanist. And though I’m a feminist, I’m not a woman, so it’s not “my group”.
Educate your damn self.
JKBC of Anger is Justified in a post about cissexist gender policing.
The sad thing is, that second part? I do it to myself, kind of. I look at how I’m dressed for the day, how I’m walking and sitting and standing, the patterns of my behaviors over the previous few days — and wonder whether if it’s too masculine? Too feminine*? Too whatever??
The even sadder thing is, I’m not even officially out in meatspace. And although I am personally fond of a certain element of androgyny that can and does throw binarist people off, as soon as they hear my voice or see my legal name, that reprieve is over.
*Femininity being marked creates a whole other set of issues.
(via anlamasanda)
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Yes, yes, what everyone has said, yes!
It’s true, I’ll never have a perfect blend. I can’t, I live in a binary world full of binary filters over our eyes. On top of that, I act as a binary at my workplace, so I’m occasionally forgetting where I am and what’s expected of me. Sometimes I catch myself in “work mode” at home. Even worse, so do my friends, and they point that out in “gotcha” mode, or else complain about how I’m too confusing and it’s too much of a burden for them to keep up.
Try living half your life in the closet and the other half as a freak and see how easy it is to maintain perfection.
I just fookin’ loove ya’!
Listen, having the courage and strength to strive for what you believe in is beautiful. You people are honestly the bravest I’ve ever met. Sure, we all suffer from bullying just because we identify as gay/lesbian/bisexual/pansexual/etc. but trans-gendered people have the fucking balls to say “Fuck that shit. I just want to be a guy/girl!”. I don’t know how you guys and gals do it. The amazing top surgery pictures put a smile to my face. Reading awfully sad stories about how families reject make me cry. Everything you do is a nice big “SUCK IT!” to gender stereotypes. None of you should ever feel that you’re wrong. It’s all about making sure you are who you are. If your born in the wrong body, you deserve to alter yourself in order to define exactly who you are. If I could personally meet every single one of you when your suffering and just give you a massive hug, I would. You inspire me. You are the greatest out there. And I just wanted to spend some time appreciating you. Fuck, just…yeah.
The first time someone ever said she thought me courageous, I was confused. I’m not brave, I’m not even out at work. In fact, I held off telling my friends for years because I was afraid to face my gender. I simply came to a place where if I didn’t accept myself as being genderqueer, I’d have a breakdown: unable to function, perhaps even unable to live.
I don’t think I’m inspiring at all, really, but thanks for the support. Now do me a favor and call Congress to demand employment protection for gender identity. ;)


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