The people you love are always with you in your heart. trapped, confused, screaming for help, trying not to get hit by a wandering red blood cell. damn the wizard who cast this curse on them
“All trans women’s experiences are women’s experiences because a woman is experiencing them.”
I do sincerely wonder how many of the cis and CAFAB trans rebloggers actually get what I meant when I wrote that.
All experiences had by every trans woman are women’s experiences.
All of them.
Even her pre-transition experiences still are women’s experiences. The experience of passing for male and denying that you can be anything else? Falls fully into the range of women’s experiences, because it is a thing experienced by women.
A trans woman’s experiences don’t start counting as women’s experiences when she begins to be routinely read as cis. Or when she presents herself as a woman, read as cis or not. Or when they match up to some arbitrary degree in some arbitrary way to cis experiences (and then not when they are unique). Or when she decides to transition.
Trans womanhood is not an imitation of cis womanhood, to be validated only to the extent it is successful as an imitation.
Many things are experienced by both trans and cis women, but trans women’s experiences are women’s experiences, no matter how many observers would say a cis woman wouldn’t experience it.
Transphobes will still hate trans people regardless of how nice we are.
Queerphobes will hate queer people regardless of how nice we are.
Sexists will still hate women regardless of how nice we are.
Racists will still hate people of color regardless of how nice we are.
It doesn’t matter what we say or how we say it, they will still hate. And if your “support” is totally dependent on oppressed people’s tone and attitude, then you weren’t a supporter to begin with.