Jenna Elizabeth Taylor
"not your average bear, Boo Boo!"
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Where is the Love?
August 30th, 2007 10:26 pm MST
As I gear up for my 4th SCC, I have the opportunity to reflect on my personal journey of the last 4 years. By 2003, I had come to terms with the fact I was transgendered. Even though I could not quantify the cause, I accepted it as part of my nature. It had been since the tender age of 6. Years of guilt and shame had taken its toll and I was ready for a change. Many things had transpired in the preceding year. My last relationship(HST i.e. hostage taking situation....) had ended in miserable failure. I was finally on my own, and, as I found to be later, on my way. New job, new income status, and new freedom allowed me to express this identity in a safer environment. As these planets all came into alignment I found less than a harmonic convergance. The more exposed I was to the multivalent construal known as transgenderism, the less shielded I was to its stark divisions. I knew I was transgendered, however which subset did I belong to? Communication and language are tools mankind has developed to express a point of view as to allow another person to understand it. For the purpose of my assessment I choose to define three subsets as following; transsexual (both op and non-op), androgynous ( including gender queers and crossdressers who dress for gender identity expression), and transvestites ( to include any fetish based or emotionally driven cross gendered expression through attire/clothing). At the core to each of these BROAD subsets is HOW gender and its expression relates to THEM. [Please note: A crossdresser is ANYONE who wears clothing of their opposite phsical sex. Transgender is an umbrella term used to describe ANYONE with a gender identity or expression that is at odds with society's binary gender construct] To the transsexual, its is an innate sense knowing they who they are gender wise, its the body which is incongruent to this defined sense of self. To the androgynous, its a sense of two genders.Sometimes singularly expressed, and sometimes jointly expressed. Yet typically never just one gender identity as defined by society's binary constructs. To the transvestite, its a sense of fulfillment to an aspect of their gender definitions through the wearing of garments typically associated to the opposite physical sex. The fullfillment can be sexual in nature and it can be emotional too. And therein, as the Bard would tell us, lays the rub. Some transsexuals feel detached or wish to detach themselves from other transgendered individuals because their sense of self is, at least at the point they affirmed their status as transsexual, innate, permanant and quite clear. They were born with the right mind, its just the body which lagged behind. Anyone with less than the same feeling or sense of self could possible cause society at large to demean their situation. (Like its stereotypical TG characters in such movies as Dressed to Kill or Silence of the Lambs) Not dressing within a binarily defined gender contruct ( gender queer/fuck, or androgynous) or dressing in a fetish way can be seen as destructive to them and they need to blend in and be accepted. For many the ultimate goal is to fit into mainstream society and allow themselves to finally just live. Some androgynous people consider and classify themselves as transgendered because in society's collective vocabulary, they have no accurate word to define themselves. They feel more bi-gendered variant that transvestites and less inconguent in their gender -physicality relationship than transsexuals. They see fetish based crossdressing involving intimate appearal or the lack there of(exposed body parts) in online photo albums as a threat to their legitimacy. And, some transvestites, content on living with their gender which is in sync with their physical sex, will think in terms of their sense of self and do not possess the capacity to reasonably empathize beyond that contrust. To no fault of their own. How can white Americans truly understand personal biasses afflected upon black Americans. They lack a certain perspective. They are no less ridiculed by society than any other transgendered person however. I have found, at times, a deep and dark distain for each other by some of us within all of these three subsets. However it seems to be strongest between the two extremes, transsexuals and transvestites. Transgender has been called an umbrella term . Yet I see it more like a covered bus stop. We're all in it together, however none of us want to look at or communicate with each other. So this beg's to ask the question. Where is the Love? At a national level, most of the activism is directed to provide acceptance for those actively living and expressing, on a full time basis, a gender expression inconguent to their natal physicality. This means transsexuals both op and non-op or those 24/7. At the local level most of the support mechanisms are gears towards the transvestites and provide a social outlet in addition to any emotional support provided. While both of those two extremes benefit in small part to the actions taken on behalf of the other, there seems to be no middle ground and I certainly fail to see all of us holding hands and singing KumBayah anytime soon. Which leaves us with the androgynous. You know us, chameleons as we are, we partied with the jocks and the stoners......
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Re: Where is the Love? Fay Katherine Daly September 1st, 2007 1:01 am MST Wow..I've been affected/educated by your words before...thank you for the continuing gift of sharing your experiences and growth and thoughts..its making a diff out here in 'the world'..at least in my corner of it anyhoo. thanks and hearty hugs and grins to you. :) Me
Re: Where is the Love? Milessa Monet September 1st, 2007 10:05 am MST Ohhhhh I get it......wait start over at 2003.... that butterfly distracted me! I hold my hands and sing Kumbaya sometimes. Whats a andro gen i u s? Is that like a robot or something? Hey did you see the big sale at Macy's I can get alot of that stuff cheaper off Fifth. I cant believe that leopard print is still in style this year! I am like sooo relieved. So about this planet alignment thingy, I like it when everything is like where it is supossed to be and they arent bumping into each other. I likes the guy from Rocky Horror picture show he was kinda cute. Well I m soooo glad you got that gender thing worked out! Some time lets do lunch and we can see what style I am and if it matches my colors! Love Melissa!
Re: Where is the Love? Rhiann Richards September 3rd, 2007 4:53 am MST A very important insight to life and who we are and where we are in this world. thank you very much for taking the time to express yourself. rhiann
Re: Where is the Love? Lauren Misty Falls September 3rd, 2007 8:12 pm MST this seems to be a universal problem. groups of people can't get along with each other. e. l. doctorow wrote "the soldier's story" about a black combat company in world war 2. the amazing thing about the company was that they were getting ready to go fight hitler ( who wanted to kill all other races and all gays) and yet they fought among themselves. some thought others were too "white" and some thought others were too "black" as a result a member of the company gets killed. seems the whole world still operates that way when dealing with anything different. it's a sad commentary on our potential, because we are capable of so much good. compasion, love, and charity. the love is in all our hearts if we can just get by the fear of things that are different. lauren
Re: Where is the Love? Milessa Monet September 4th, 2007 9:17 am MST OK OK Im Perfectly sober, now! Tafetta is intoxicating to me. Jenna, I am so new to this I am allways suprised at a nicety and allways mortified by a slight. I do know that I have to make my own standards! And I have to live by them or else face the sad gal in the mirror. I came in here not knowing what I was....CD TG TS ,,,,whatever. Botton line is I am still the same person I have allways been, trying to be a perfect child of God, playing in the big sand box with the other kids. What I do know is that I have gotten one big skeleton out of the closet...the last one I think.... And I can start to walk my talk....you know, to thine on self be true. Thereoretically I should be happy. and revealing my true self. Alas at times I am sad, very sad, doubt fills my head and I wonder what the hell am I doing. Well, I am becoming. My metamorphises will be pianfull, I have a lot of "shell" to leave behind, Hopefully Seattle will provide the right impitus for me and I can be me 100% of the time. I is sad, 48 yrs worth of stuff.... Identity, my fabric, but not my soul. When I get there will I have enough love to be able to recieve enough love to make a difference. Perhaps If I love my self hoenestly, and am able to express this hoenst love, ther will be the love. Perhaps so. Melissa
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