Saturday 12 May 2012

Framing the problem correctly

Adapted from a post by me elsewhere

It's as though I have been asking for lozenges to try to treat a sore throat, all the while overlooking the fact that my throat is sore from screaming in pain because there is a nail through my foot.

My way of dealing with my transgender situation was to throw myself into the maleness assigned to me at birth, in the hope that I would somehow outgrow the thoughts I had that I wanted to be a woman.

The problem is not my own reaction to my assigned-at-birth gender; but actually my assigned-at-birth gender itself.