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Apr. 21st, 2010 11:25 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
cythewriterToday was a bad day. A very bad day. About the only good thing I got out of today was a tie dyed t-shirt, which I made.
Alright - so today, in one of my classes, we got to talking about sex and gender. So I got to sit and listen while people made tranny jokes, and called intersex people disgusting. I got to sit through all of this, and I lost my temper. Yes, I'm hostile. I'm angry. I can't explain it, not entirely.
In order to get a job, I need to lie about myself. My basic self. I can't talk about my girlfriend. I can't talk about my gender. I hate that. And I can't make so many people understand what it is like. For your skin not to fit - and it isn't like being fat.
People deny my basic existence. They say I'm sick, that I'm bad and wrong and delusional. And I can't get it across to them, and I can't be logical, because it hurts.
Alright - so today, in one of my classes, we got to talking about sex and gender. So I got to sit and listen while people made tranny jokes, and called intersex people disgusting. I got to sit through all of this, and I lost my temper. Yes, I'm hostile. I'm angry. I can't explain it, not entirely.
In order to get a job, I need to lie about myself. My basic self. I can't talk about my girlfriend. I can't talk about my gender. I hate that. And I can't make so many people understand what it is like. For your skin not to fit - and it isn't like being fat.
People deny my basic existence. They say I'm sick, that I'm bad and wrong and delusional. And I can't get it across to them, and I can't be logical, because it hurts.
