The problems with being visible - it is not the fear of being attacked or blatantly harassed, being made fun of, but rather it is the more subtle stuff that gets me.
For example I've learned that within my circle of female friends I'm not actually being accepted as a woman but rather as a trans person, a guy wearing womens cloths and going by a female name. Their totally supportive of me, and love me still, but it is a far ways off from what all this has been about for me. Being a normal woman. Crap, even just a couple days ago a woman I know started telling me that her daughter (who I don't even know) saw me somewhere and was saying how great and content I looked - now if I were just a normal woman would I be being judged like this by someone I don't even know and having it come back to me? Of course not. This sort of thing happens all the time to me though, it feels like I can't even go to the store without being judged by how well I am pulling off trying to be a woman. Which is a horrible way to think about it, because I am a woman!
The way I feel about it, once you are known as trans whatever, you are no longer that woman that you are to those people. You've become something else to them.
So I don't want to be out and visible that way, as trans or transgender, or transsexual or any of that. Just let me have a normal woman's life. The impossible dream! And at this stage in my life, I try to never even use those terms at all or to identify myself or others.
But then on the flip side of that I want to be able to be supportive of others that share this crazy experience, I want to be helpful when I can be. I want to stand up to all the jerks out there and fight for rights and all that. In the community here I am often approached by people needing information or help. Especially with younger people it is coming up more and more. That happens because of being visible, which is the good thing about it. It can help someone else and give them hope for themselves.
Well today I am much more visible in the community after my name was in the paper attached to an article about lgbt stuff - I saw that article and read my name in the very first sentence and it sent my anxiety over all this through the freaking roof.
So I am leaving town for a couple days to hide.
I have not got any of this shit figured out! Will I ever? I don't know.
And I don't know why I am writing all this, but there you have it.