Trans Misogyny and Cisgendered Women
cisgendered women are terrible bigots in many cases towards trans women and find that appropriate for they are lord of womanhood
Fuck you.
Womanhood has nothing to do with the language you wield. Grow a pair, bitch. Cisgendered women commonly evoke self-pity in regard to their lamentations on the fact people expect womanhood to be of meekness and quiet personas of submission. They see a trans woman and the cognitive dissonance is frightening.
These women—often liberal in diehard superficiality without deeper witnessing—are called to demean me in many ways for some response to my use of chest-spoken language with choice vulgarity and rational precision. How absurd is that? How self-hating? How much of a projection?
Every fucking cisgendered woman—unless they are the one who heard me cry my words enough to realize me true in my pleading to be seen—my ex—who has always been my biggest support despite the resistance she held against trans women before. She fought right through trans misogyny in the course of our trials of separation and is the only human being to truly make me feel understood as a woman’s spirit by how they treat me. More have surely fought to and tried but failed. Still, I would not know, and we are newly separated decade-long life partners. That’s not a real companion—that’s more trauma. The way women treat me unprofessionally leaves me felt a boy wholistically.
Men are the only people who can consistently get the social adjustment just right. They’re better allies. I’m not even talking about men that want to sleep with us. Not chasers or try-hards—good men who see my spirit but aren’t triggered and caught in denial loops of their own victim mentality like every poor cisgendered woman of planet Earth. Women manipulate because the entirety of the social construction is broken to begin with. It’s not women’s fault but they are perpetuating it worst upon their own sisters who could fight best beside them to take it all down. Stop it.
Male socialization is not something to be shrugged off or shirked at. It enables trans women to have different abilities enhanced by cultural embodiment—different faults—we’re still women. My voice speaks with that enhancement of cultural teachings of right to be heard that are falsely bestowed on one gender. That’s a privilege. I have few, so get off my ass.
Get on the train. Speak your words!
Owning my womanhood as spirit and heart when nobody has seen it has been challenging for one thing most of all. How women see me and cringe or get lost in occluded thoughts, to act of lie, to pretend me wild for thinking them not a most ardent supporter while walking with a see-through grin of contempt. These are the liberal women. All but the very, very best of people I know show it deep on their face. The few who don’t and only show it by the other ways they leave me out are my loves.
I need community with women. That is what womanhood is about, dude. It’s about equal space—equal voice. It’s about compassion and sisterhood in standing tall against misogyny at large. The way cisgendered women pretend to let trans women in and then share grins between each other. Think on that.
