School.
I came to school this year expecting to be able to be one of the guys. Or at least to be male at all. I came out to all the teachers I have now at the end of the year last year- No I didn't expect all of them to remember and thus tried to remind them at the very beginning of class. Every one of them called me a she. I TA for two of the classes so I was introduced to 60 or so class mates as a she. In math I've know the teacher for a few years so she used me as a n example. And called me a she. So much for that huh? Now I am not a boy, not a girl, not even a gender to most of them. I'm just 'them'. Now, at least a quarter of the school knows I'm not just a boy with low testosterone levels. And I can't go to the bathroom at school anymore. Can't go in the girls, can't go in the boys, can't go in the handicap because their isn't one and really, to me, that's like saying being trans is a handicap, or an illness or something.
Not groovin' on life so much right now.
Hey Leo,
ReplyDeleteUVic has the type of washrooms you're looking for, but I wouldn't suggest taking the trip up there every time you need to go.
But be encouraged - you are doing what is RIGHT for you, and you are HAPPY in doing so, even if there are bumps along the way. I wish I could say that at your age I had half a clue of who I was at all.... I didn't. You seem to, and that will carry you through the hard parts.
Perhaps talk to your school guidance counselor regarding the bathroom issue? In this world where we go out of our way to accommodate almost everything, the least your school could do is show some type of understanding or caring. Seriously, this is 2011, isn't it?! Sheesh - you'd think we'd be over it by now!
I'm proud of you. You're a strong one, Mister!
Heather Grace
Heck, I live pretty much on the same block as your school, on View St. You need a bathroom?! Come on over!
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