My journey towards femininity, with all the bumps in the road. Who knows where this road will lead? But it certainly will be a prettier road, and one well worth traveling.
Sunday, November 17, 2019
Recently, I heard something through the grapevine.
It's not easy being transgender. Do we out ourselves to make general conversation? Do we hide things about our lives? Or, do we talk about our lives, flipping genders as needed to eliminate some cognitive dissonance with people we may meet?
Recently, I heard about one person who attended a recent meetup of one of my groups that had negative words to say about me. (I won't say anything about this person or how I heard this information for privacy purposes.) But it got to me a little. It's not because I was pegged as being transgender that bothered me. Instead, it was this person's attitude towards me and others. This person is a social bully who dominates every conversation he gets into (from what I've seen from a meetup I attended), not paying any attention to cues given by the people he is with.
When something bothers you, do you ask why it bothers you? Well, I've learned that we tend to see in others those things that we dislike about ourselves. In my case, it was a reminder that I was not born as a cisgender female, that I am not thin, and that I still have far to go regarding my social skills.
In life, we can either use these emotional hits as tools to grow, or we can allow them to diminish us. I choose to grow, and not be harmed by one person's unthinking actions and words. And I hope that my readers can do the same as well.
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