Today at work, someone walked up behind me and angrily shouted “Excuse me, sir!” I work at a hospital and unhappy people are not uncommon so I looked up to see to whom the person was shouting. It was me. I’ll be the first to admit the unisex scrubs I have to wear are not the most flattering or form fitting, but I’ve never been mistaken for a man before. I may be 6 feet tall and have an adorably short pixie cut, but the two lumps of fat on my chest and my curvy hips tend to answer the “he or she” question for me most of the time. When I turned to look at the woman shouting at me, she did a double take to reassess my gender and quickly apologized for addressing me wrong. She thought a man was in the lady’s room.
Even though she corrected herself, I still felt a serious hit to my self-esteem. It was tempting to be upset about being misidentified all day but I couldn’t help but remember all the people who were born into bodies that don’t reflect their gender. What would it be like to be mislabeled every single day? How terrible would it feel to look in the mirror and worry about what people will assume about you? It’s easy for me to look in the mirror and say I don’t care what people think about me because I know what people will probably assume about me and I’m okay with it. What if I wasn’t? What if the wrong things people assumed about me based on my appearance tore me apart the way being mislabeled did this ONE TIME? I have felt crummy all day.
I’ll save my soap box for another time, I suppose and suffice it to say I have a great amount of admiration for the strength in every trans* person to get up every day and worry about what people will assume about them from their appearance. It is a struggle I will never have to face and I am grateful but I respect the fuck out of those who are living the life they were meant to live.
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