devi (imported) wrote: Sat Jan 01, 2011 3:58 pm
Perhaps I was lucky but my experience was that the jocks watched out for me because of the cheerleaders. The cheerleaders took a liking to me. They liked my smiles and the fact that those smiles were what I overheard them desribing as "free". I never made the move on them in other words. I was pretty near asexual and never dated. I was actually unaware that I was smiling at everyone as if they were my sisters or aunts. I was also about the lightest weight out of anyone. Anyway one time in particular I was cornered and was being picked on and to my amazement several football players stepped in as a cheerleader was telling them what to do. That's actually how I found out.
The problem is, I am NOT asexual, nor do I see why I should be just because I happened to be trans. Like most other human beings, I have the right to desire, or I should, by right anyway, but by left, people discriminate based on what is between the legs. Perhaps what is unfortunate is that I am a pretty independent person, I'm frank, I'm not afraid to do what's right, so I don't portray myself as someone who is needing and "deserving" of the help of others. Not to mention, the one person who holds the view that I am simply not a woman because of what I have between my legs is the most influential of the social circle and the rest choose to align themselves with him. At best, they allow him to spread his lies about me unchec
kristoff wrote: Sun Jan 02, 2011 9:28 pm
ked, at worse, they've also been lying to my face.
Good advice, but she's in England... Perha
ps Punky can translate to the local circumstances...
Yes I am in England. I do not believe they have online classes on offer in my course. In any case due to the stress and inability to function in a classroom full of people I cannot trust, I've already missed 3 weeks of the last term. This is a problem because we run different modules each term, and those modules I've missed have ended, and the deadlines for the work due for them has passed. This has obviously added a lot of extra stress because now I face the real possiblity that I've already failed the year (2 of the modules were core modules).
As for support groups, most LGBT groups are mostly full of L and Gs. The guy I mentioned who insists I am not a woman and is the current ringleader of all that has befallen me is gay. I also often face a lot of discrimination from lesbians. As such I no longer trust LGBT groups to be adequate support. Most exist as an excuse for gay cisgendered people to go out, get drunk and pull.
There are almost none, or very few trans people in most of the university LGBT groups, and what little there are often tend to regard me as not being a "real" trans person because I don't believe it's whats between the legs that decides our gender. I'm sure you've all known trans people like that, the "superficial first" brigade, everything about being trans for them is looks looks looks, hormones, surgery, etc.
It is very disheartening to believe in non-superficiality and be called a pervert for it you know? Getting called everything from a "crossdresser" to "wannabe" to "man in drag" etc by other trans women or lesbians is getting me down. I thought at first that being trans without the usual accompanying degree of body dysmorphia was a blessing, but now I see just how much of a curse it is. There is almost nil support for people like me, and to be honest, it doesn't help when straight men with a crossdressing fetish come and muddy the waters for true trans lesbians like me. If anything it's a bloody wonder I am still half sane as I am.
I'm sick and tired of all that shit to be honest. If I wasn't such a coward when it comes to suicide, I'd have offed myself a few months back. yea ironic isn't it... I'm not afraid to do what's right, I'm not afraid to do a lot of things... but I have no guts to do myself in. What an utter failure I am.