In Which I Respond to a Garden Variety Transphobe
What about the real woman in the stall next door who suffers stress from hearing a “girl” whip out her penis and take a leak?
You’re not a woman.. you’re a man in a dress.
The “man in a dress” comment is a stock response which people toss in trans women’s direction, 24/7, across the internet. Do you think we haven’t heard this before? In spite of ill sentiment, we’ve collectively said, “To hell with the majority’s notions of sex and gender.” and we go about our daily lives, doing what we must to survive. Peeing in a public washroom is a part of basic, everyday survival. It’s not glamorous. Everyone has to get rid of bodily waste somehow.
Here’s all you need to know about our lives:
1) We aren’t living our lives to please your sensibilities.
2) We aren’t living our lives to obey your rules.
3) We live our lives in spite of the judgmental vitriol of these common place insults.
Every day lived, every year survived, is a flesh and blood rejoinder to the small-spirited abuse that is encapsulated by sentiments such as yours.
The authenticity of our lives and our being isn’t dependent upon others’ prejudicial notions. I’m not going to magically de-transition to male because you think I’m a “man in a dress”. I won’t spontaneously masculinize because of your ill sentiments. I will continue to walk though life, being the woman I am, without notice from others. The woman sitting next to you at the bus stop might be me and you’ll continue reading your paper and sipping your coffee because my everyday life and my everyday appearance are as mundane as most peoples’.
Besides, I don’t even wear dresses. I hate them.
But, I tell you what, the next time I whip out my imaginary penis while I’m sitting in the women’s room, I’ll think of you as I relieve myself.