This might sound silly or unimportant but I just need to vent.
I used to be a hardcore TRA, as I’ve written about before. I was super into telling people off for being transphobic, I simped for TIMs and thought non-binary people were so cool (lol) but finally peaked in early 2021, over a few months.
And as much as it feels like my eyes are open to the horror of genital mutilation and cross sex hormones, unfairness in women’s sports, predatory men getting easy access to vulnerable women in prisons, the indoctrination of our kids and, most of all, how the lie about a gendered soul is just as damaging as sex stereotypes, I sometimes think life would be easier if I hadn’t peaked.
If society wakes up soon and the fad dies off, great! But what if it doesn’t, during my whole lifetime? Am I forced to live alongside this madness for another forty-fifty years? What if my child grows up believing this crap?
I’ve lost friends over this. I roll my eyes at a lot of artists, writers, actors and creators on YouTube that I used to admire whenever they bring up trans, and can’t enjoy them as before because I don’t share the view that men can become women by saying they are.
I also don’t enjoy books or music I used to anymore, if I know the creator is pro-trans. There are cases where I can separate art from artist but most of the time I just can’t.
As much as I felt bad for trans identified people back when I was a TRA (so much so that I cried over how sad it was), it’s nothing compared to the hopelessness I sometimes feel about how insane society has become. Porn crazy, obsessed with identity, pro-gender identity ideology. And now I’m put into the same category as Trump, Musk and other right-wing people who enforce rigid sex stereotypes just as much as TRAs, but just because we agree that trans women are men, I’m the nazi.
Thank God we at least have JKR.
It seems like life was easier somehow, believing the lie. Anyone else feel this way?