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I Can’t Be a Transgender Woman Because I Don’t Exist
Until six years ago, I didn’t think I did
I don’t exist.
Really, I don’t….according to most people in the world and based on the last election, particularly here in America.
Until six years ago, I didn’t think I existed either.
For over sixty years I believed that I was just a typical male.
Six years ago, I found out I wasn’t.
I found out I was a transgender female.
I entered a world I didn’t believe in and I spent years trying to prove that every professional I saw had diagnosed me wrong. I spent endless hours online and endless sleepless nights trying to prove I wasn’t transgender.
In the end, all I proved was, that I was, in fact, transgender.
I proved it to the greatest transgender skeptic I knew, me.
Now I live in a world as ignorant as I was.
In their world, I don’t exist.
For example, I watch the existence of a transgender female athlete discarded on television. I had heard the same logic used many times before. Gender and genitalia are the same. There are only male and female people.