I’m a high-school girl with
big problems. All my life I’ve worn boy clothes and had male friends,
mainly because I’m into things like video games and geek stuff. As high
school approached, Mother Nature flipped me off with DD breasts.
I don’t even identify as female. I’ve come
to terms with the fact that my mentality doesn’t match up with my
vagina. But now most male clothes don’t fit and my male peers don’t
take me seriously because of my body, even though I wear my hair short,
wear no makeup, and go by a male nickname. I’m not a lesbian. I like
boys. I just wish I could be one of them, too. I’m too young for
breast-reduction surgery or gender-reassignment counseling, but these
are things I’m considering.
My parents are shaken and unsure, but loving
and supportive. My best friends...
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breast-reduction surgery or gender-reassignment counseling, but these
are things I’m considering.
My parents are shaken and unsure, but loving
and supportive. My best friends have no idea of the issues I’m facing.
Any tips on dealing with this and trying to adjust
accordingly?
Troubled Tomboy
“I’m struck by Troubled Tomboy’s kick-ass
confidence,” says Seguin Spear, a case manager at Lyon-Martin Women’s
Health Services (www.lyon-martin.org), a
community-based nonprofit in San Francisco that provides services to
women and transgender people. “While he’s clearly holding his own, I’m
concerned about TT getting enough understanding and space to explore
his gender identity.”
Spear says there are three things that all
transgender people need. “First, feeling loved, accepted, and
understood,” says Spear. “Second, getting adequate support for
exploration of gender experience, identity, and expression. And third,
having access to good, transgender-competent medical information and
care.”
Needless to say, you won’t find any of that
in your average high school. We live in a culture that is, says Spear,
“frequently hostile toward people who don’t fit into artificial binary
gender norms.” That’s putting it mildly. As I learned watching High
School Musical—under duress—boys who bake strudels are
regarded as gender outlaws in high schools. So brace yourself for a
bumpy ride if you start opening up to your friends about this stuff,
TT.
But combating the isolation kids like you
experience in high school was one of the reasons Al Gore teamed up with
Larry Flynt to invent the Internets, a series of tubes that transports
health information, YouTube videos, and pornography into our homes. “TT
has access to community and support anywhere there’s net access,” says
Spear, “and FTMInternational (www.ftmi.org) is a good place to start.”
But be careful out there, kiddo. There are
predators lurking on the Internets, just as there are predators lurking
in the halls of Congress and area churches. (Parents should be required
to Google “youth pastor” before giving their teenagers permission to
hang out at megachurches.) Spear and I, however, trust you’ll be able
to use your “geek-sharp critical-thinking skills,” as Spear puts it, to
avoid the creeps.
In some ways, TT, you’re one lucky boy. Your
parents may be shaken and unsure, but a lot of transgenders would cut
off their—oops, sorry. A lot of transgenders would give their
left—shit, that’s a pretty poor choice of words, too. Hell, let’s
just say that a lot of transgenders lack in the “loving and supportive
parents” department. “Many transgender and genderqueer kids face
familial rejection,” says Spear, “and it’s great that TT doesn’t have
to deal with that.”
As for surgery, Spear agrees that it’s too
early. “But it’s a great time for TT to start exploring his identity
with someone who isn’t personally invested in TT’s choices,” says
Spear. “Therapists specializing in gender frequently offer phone
sessions so trans and genderqueer people who live outside of larger
cities can access gender-competent services.” Therapy can be expensive,
“but even a few sessions could offer some emotional backup and tools
for coping with confused or threatened family and friends.
“Finally, TT, do whatever it takes to keep
sane,” says Spear. “Be gentle with yourself, and know there’s lots of
love for you out here.”
I am a straight female and I’ve
been in a relationship for two years. I am only 20 years old and I want
to live my life and not be tied down all the time with some controlling
guy. He won’t allow me to have friends or talk to anyone, but when I
try to break up with him he cries and promises me he will change and I
take him back and we go through the same thing all over again. I don’t
want to hurt him. I just want out of this relationship. What should I
say? How do I deal with the crying? Help!
Stuck With Him
Hurt the controlling, manipulative piece of
shit, SWH; he deserves it. He doesn’t let you have friends? He doesn’t
want you talking to anyone? Those are the early warning signs of an
abuser, sister. So dump the motherfucker already. And if you can’t
handle the tears, SWH, don’t subject yourself to them. Live together?
Pack up your shit when he’s at work and move out. Don’t live together?
Call him and tell him it’s over, you’re gone, and hang up when he
starts crying.
Recently, I had the chance to
reconnect with a friend. After one too many drinks, she confided in me
about her sexual habits, telling me she likes “soiling.” I stupidly
asked what it was. The answer was probably the most disgusting thing
I’ve ever heard: “You get some poo, and then you rub it on each other’s
skin.” Apart from this shocking admission, she is a really nice girl.
She is Christian and works in a caring profession. But I don’t want to
see her again because I am grossed out by this mental image. Is it fair
to end a friendship over someone’s sexual practices?
Shocked Over Soiling
Jesus loves the little children, all the
little children of the world—including, ostensibly, poop-rubbed
ones. But you’re no one’s savior, SOS, which means you’re under no
obligation to be similarly promiscuous with your affections.
Lots of people have creepy fetishes; the
only way to avoid being friends with creepy fetishists is to refrain
from having friends at all. What disqualifies this woman as a friend
isn’t her fetish, per se, it’s her willingness to burden you with
wholly unnecessary details about her sex life. For all you know, half
your friends, both your parents, and your boss are into soiling. But
the other poop fetishists in your life have the good sense and common
decency not to share this information with you.
Now some fetishes are charming and/or
quirky, and friends may feel comfortable sharing. But soiling and/or
poop fetishes are best managed on a “need to know” basis—and the
only people who need to know about a soiling fetish are the people
you’re soiling.
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