Content Warnings: Suicide mention, Less than positive trans stuff.
Trans Day of Visibility, right? A lot of trans people don’t love this occasion for a lot of reasons, and that’s fair. Anybody should be allowed to be as invisible as they want to be. Invisibility is by definition part of passing, which is the trans dream. It is hard to argue with its usefulness to the people that it’s useful for: knuckleheaded cis people who need reminders of trans people’s humanity, and baby trans folks who need to see that life is possible – given their high rates of suicide.
Where do nonbinary, agender, and genderqueer people belong? In a sense we’re trans, so should we be visibling out right now? If we want to sure. As for me, I’ll just reflect publicly on what being genderqueer means to me…
Or not. It’s kind of personal, isn’t it? It’s in my head, waiting for a future that is never going to come, like so many other things. Sayeth my problematical inspiration, “Don’t dream it, be it.” But I don’t have powerful dysphoria pushing me to make the choice between a life of facing bitter and extreme prejudice or living with crushing pain. (And be real – passing isn’t possible for everybody, open and sometimes murderous prejudice is what I’d get.)
If it can be a dream for me, that’s enough for now, I think. I might feel differently next year, if the ‘rona don’t take me out first. Who can say? In the meantime, ya might catch me in sequined shoes or wearing costume jewelry. Just a little something to let you know what’s up.