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Some things are worth it in the end
A dirty little secret about transitioning is that you never really know what the end result will be. Besides, I will not deny that being trans has had its downside, but the reality is that for me personally society has treated me with kindness, warmth, and sorority, not repulsion and anathema. Certainly not everyone is as lucky as I am, yet the image presented of British society is at odds with my personal lived experience. Despite losing my hair, people treating me as me, and while I certainly do get misgendered if I wear a hoodie, the reality is that when I correct people they accept it. Even though I am not most trans folk, I seem to walk through the world regardless of the slings and arrows, being me is worth all the dreams and goals, because this is not my end, just another step along the path.
For there are no other trans people like you, like the trans person you know. We are each unique, our path through life twisting and singular. Good, but not in a special snowflake sort of way, an acknowledgement that we are all individuals. Having come out, living an affirmed life, it brings a fresh perspective that no other person has, even all the other trans folk in the world cannot walk in your shoes. Is why when we bring our personal understanding to the collective whole we need to avoid assuming that our version of trans is the only way of being trans. However, for every me there…
