Okay, for those who seem to insist on me pointing out that this post, as with the majority of what I have written on this blog, is by and large, my opinion. It is my thoughts and feelings on the issue being discussed. I am not a scientist, I am not a researcher. I am a Trans woman who is sharing a little bit of my heart and mind.
There, everyone on the same page here? Good.
You’d think I was writing for a major publication or something, not some little blog in the middle of no where. From the very start, I never claimed to be some kind of expert, I just do what other people do and start a Google search and follow where it leads.
The really sad thing is that for some reason I feel the need to defend myself in this regard. I should tell certain people to love it or lump it, but I guess I’m insecure enough that something like this can put a burr under my butt.
Of course, I also get the complaint that i should be simply posting about my emotions, about my struggles such as they are.
I suppose I’m not allowed to muse out loud about things that bother me. Things that either directly or indirectly affect me as a Trans woman.
You know, I need to be a good little girl and stick to the script.
Then again, I see there is at least one person who takes exception to me talking about being a girl at all, because, you know, I’m not thinking of going under the knife. I’m not thinking of walking out on my family to live life as a woman full time. Because I’m not willing to give up a good job so I can demonstrate that I am really Trans enough.
No, I shouldn’t lay claim to being Trans at all.
I’m just some poor, confused fool who needs to sit down and shut up while the adults are talking.
Think I’m a little annoyed?
Just a tad.
Well, I was told I shouldn’t tell anyone my opinions, they might think I was speaking of written in concrete fact.
No, I should just be some little air head who talks about nothing more than what thoughts are rattling around in this pretty little head of mine.
Well here you go. This is my emotions speaking here. Hope that it’s what you like reading.
I may not be college educated, I may not be someone with a genius IQ,… actually I don’t know what my IQ might be because I have never had it tested and you know what? I DON”T CARE. I am smart enough to make it through life without having any of the warning labels apply to me and that’s enough.
I am smart enough to read articles, opinion pieces, blogs, books and other things and come to my own conclusions.
I am smart enough to open my eyes and look around me, to watch people, to listen.
I am smart enough to learn from my mistakes.
I am also smart enough to know what is best for me at the moment, and to know that whatever that might be now isn’t what it might be next week, next month, or next year.
Also, I have a right to speak what I think. That doesn’t mean anyone has to listen, and maybe they shouldn’t, but I am willing to bet they are smart enough to decide for themselves.
Sorry for the rant, I just had to get that off my chest.