We want to better understand how people with gender variance regard the proposed changes to the DSM-5. The subgroup panel for gender and sexuality on the DSM-5 has recommended significant changes to the diagnostic process. However, there are some questions remaining about how these changes will impact the community.
It literally takes 5 minutes.
It took me an hour to complete thanks to yay, angry rant at the last question, but yes, the form takes all of five minutes to fill out.
This survey is very surgery-oriented, and while it seems well-meaning enough, it very much feels like the person(s) who wrote it don’t have that fantastic of a grasp of trans* issues.
“Transgender WTF” by Van B.
My final project for a feminist performances class. I chose to do a web comic of myself and how I feel about being trans/what trans means to me.
It’s part of a more extensive project/paper, creating a new trans narrative not based on self/societal hatred or violence, the denial of the former self, etc. Just because I’m a transman doesn’t mean I follow traditional masculinity. (This also extends to transwomen.)
Yes, I paint my nails. I love things that have glitter. I am fabulous.
I am and always will be trans, and I’m proud of that.
We hope you’re enjoying the comics! Van has been invited to create a storyboard with a fellow illustrator/animator, so we’ll see more shortly.
Feel free to reblog/repost, just give Van B. credit! :)
That’s it. I’m doing my nails. Fuck the haters.
So I attended a workshop today entitled “But Don’t I Need A Letter to Start Hormones?” (The answer is a resounding no, at least here) hosted by the fantastic Alexander Yoo. More details from that tomorrow, but…
I do not need a letter to start hormones. The image above is a flier for a clinic in Los Angeles that can and will take care of the entire process of hormone therapy, including bloodwork. Their last clinic day was on the 15th, which means their next one will be on the 29th. My nebulous “financial screening in 3 weeks, maybe get to see a doctor 4 months after that” has turned into TWO. WEEKS. TWO. Worst case, four.
I’m giving therm a call on Monday.
SERIOUSLY?!?!? Are you all on crack!? What in god’s bleeding name is “trendy” about being trans*?!
Is it the feeling that you’ll never feel at home in your body?! Is it the need to bind your chest everyday, crushing your ribs, just so you don’t have to feel the movement of the breasts you shouldn’t have?! Is it crying yourself to sleep at night when you’ve been called both a faggot and a dyke by your older sibling, all in the same conversation?! Is it the thought that your mother will NEVER respect your pronouns or chosen name?! Oh, then it must be the desire to want to live in fucking turmoil because you’ll never know if you’re deceased loved ones would feel the same about you, right?
Yeah, that sounds really fucking trendy.
Fuck you, whoever claims there to be a “Trans* Trend”. You have no fucking right.
Pretty much this forever. Identity policing never ends well.
It’s Tuesday. :D
I haven’t taken the time to say hello to any of my recently new followers, so think of this as my special hello and thankyou. ;)
TUESDAY IS THE BEST DAY
…I think I said that last night when I was drunk, but whatever.
HELLO AND WELCOME TO TODAY