Once upon a time, online trans community was a place of joy, silliness, flirting (okay, *a lot* of flirting), self-exploration, and general celebration of life.
Now it... isn't.
It's panic. Day after day of panic.
I miss the other way. I miss when it was possible. 😢
Now it... isn't.
It's panic. Day after day of panic.
I miss the other way. I miss when it was possible. 😢
Comments
I was online with an alt from 1999 on, liberated with that presence but also terrified of being identified and outed in my “real” life.
I’ll take transition, being whole, being free any day - over living a double life and looking through one-way glass
We can make it, but we will have to work together
I hope we can
Back then, it was breathtaking to be connected with other trans folks: for me, a first.
Now it is this constant daily terror.
Looking for the helpers
Also, at that time, my spouse was selling books (and handling book signings, some times) at Vroman's Bookstore. You may have heard of it.
Here, you might find this helpful:
It used to be about exploration and authenticity… now it’s anxiety, fear, and survival.
We’ll get through this somehow, but golly, it could have been so different.
We deserve better.
I've left out the worse details about the bullshit going on at work.
I’m so sorry you have to deal with that.
Stay strong. You are wonderful.
Me: *does really bad Joey Tribiani impression*
And now we're talking about how to protect WPATH at all, or whether women and queer people will be allowed to have jobs in a year.