Showing posts with label LGBTQ gender roles. Show all posts
Showing posts with label LGBTQ gender roles. Show all posts

Sunday, February 25, 2024

Impostor Syndrome?


Halloween Girls Night Out
Jessie Hart Archives 

In many ways, this post is an extension of yesterdays work. 

Impostor syndrome to me means not feeling at home in a space where you worked hard to find yourself. It is especially true when it comes to transgender women and trans men. Specifically I know a couple of trans men who suffer from impostor syndrome even though they are undetectable in their adopted authentic gender presentations. I am fond of telling one of them, they have transitioned into better men than I have ever known. 

Even still, imposter syndrome is difficult to shake. My earliest problems with I.S. came when I was invited to girls nights out. First of all, I was petrified and when my fears quieted down, I could finally grasp where I was and I was living my dream. Most importantly, I did not want to turn my dream into a nightmare and did I really belong there. After all, my path to womanhood was so different than all the other cis-gender women I was with. As I said in yesterdays' post, most all of the women in the group accepted me without questioning my past. I say most, because there was one woman one night who made no secret of her dislike for me. I did my best to ignore her or on the other hand, return the favor. My largest goal was not to let her ruin my experience. Which was so so fragile to begin with.

To this day I still suffer from gender impostor syndrome on occasion. I don't know why after all these years of living as a transgender woman fulltime why I would but I do. Perhaps it is because all the years I lived through to get to this point at times seemed as if I would never make it. All the years of going home with tears in my eyes from public scorn took their toll on me. All the years of trying to know myself when the answer was right in front of me all the time. Including the days when restroom privilege's were difficult to come by also. I had the police called on me all the way to being screamed at by a transphobic woman one night in a venue where I thought I was safe in. 

It has always been my theory that genetic women (or men for that matter) are just born female or male and need to grow into being women or men. As humans we need the time and experience to grow into our mature gender selves and sadly, many never make it.

I suppose this is the main reason I still fall for the occasional bout of gender impostor syndrome. I just haven't had the chance to pay all my dues I need to pay on the bumpy journey out of my closet and entering the world as a novice transgender woman. Even though I have spent over a half century of work to arrive here.

Happily, my battle with imposter syndrome seems to be almost at an end. I now have the confidence to realize I belong in a space as much as the next woman. I just have to continue to adjust to the way women are approached in the world. It was my own personal journey to my own unique trans-womanhood and I own it totally.    

Thursday, May 4, 2023

A Rare Night Out

Dining Out from the Jessie Hart

Last night I talked my wife Liz into going to one  of our favorite Mexican restaurants.  She works hard and is very much a homebody so getting her to go out is rare. On the other hand, I consider getting in motion to go out and eat is one of my rare pleasures. 

The excuse I used last night was since we were already going to be out to vote anyway, I would treat her to dinner so she wouldn't have to cook. Since we always consider voting to be so important, I didn't have much convincing to do to get her to go out and eat. 

First of all, voting went quickly and I always consider the voting process an honor because of two reasons. The first is obvious because these days, with the spread of anti-transgender legislation, it is important to make sure we all get out the vote to combat it.  All means all of us. Even if you are still deep in your closet, you never know when the door will open and you will need the rights you voted for to live a quality life in the world. The second reason I like to vote is, it reminds me of the first real time I had to use my brand new Ohio Driver's License to vote and my license had the magical female (F) on it. I'm sure as long as I live, I will never forget the experience of voting the first time with my new I.D. 

As I said, voting went quickly and I was treated with respect so I felt good about continuing the evening in another venue we know so well.

These days, ordering from a restaurant menu is a little dicey because Liz and I are on a strict sugar and flower free diet. Using s little imagination we were able to order fajita's without the beans, rice or tortilla's and just had salads instead. Since I have tried to follow the diet the best I could, I enjoyed a mini celebration with a beer. Regardless of all of that, no one paid us any extra attention, which back in the day would have been a problem. Even though I very much am able to move through society without many problems these days, I still remember the days which I couldn't. 

Since Liz and I were able to enjoy a rare night out, I am hoping I can convince her to get out more often. She even orders most of our groceries and household items to be delivered. I am hoping the weight she is losing will fuel a new found confidence in her which will allow her to go out more often. Fortunately, she knows my feeling on the subject. I need to public acceptance to help my overall mental health about being a secure transgender woman. 

I am a big believer in success breeds success and soon I will be enjoying more nights out.    

Dealing With Trans Rejection

Image from Jakayla Toney on UnSplash. Similar to so many transgender women or trans men, I have dealt with my share of rejections.  My first...