There are times when I can forget that I’m trans and become just another woman, but all it takes is a trip to the restroom, a look at Facebook, or a glance in the mirror before I am reminded of this fact and start to feel quite inferior to other women in just about every way besides height. Even though I’m generally passable, and becoming more so, it’s hard not to notice that l'm a woman-in-quotation-marks to many friends and colleagues. Then, of course, there is a certain share of society that just hates us, and they are especially vocal right now.
So when I’m in a room with a lot of women and kinda down on myself, I have a little mental exercise: I start to imagine that I’m not the only trans-woman in the group, and then try to identify the other trans-women like me. Have you ever tried this? I notice things they do that don’t correspond to feminine ideals, or which masculine physical traits we share, and pretty soon I’m clocking half the room. I think, “Wow, she’s so fish, I hope I get there in a few years”, and “She must work on her voice a lot”, or “She is fortunate to have transitioned so early”. This never fails to make me feel better! A 50-year-old cis friend of mine once commented that with all the pressures of being a woman, even she often feels like an imposter in the female world. This was really freeing, because some days I just need to wear sneakers, over-eat, and hang with my queer friends and not judge myself. I know that in time, things will become easier - or at least I will have tried my best, toughened up, and found the right people to be around.
Self-acceptance is an ongoing process!