I transitioned when I was 18, so living as a woman for the last ten years has mostly eliminated the dysphoria I had from being pigeonholed into a male role, but I still have a strong sense of dysphoria about certain aspects of my body.
And I am sure, every lesbian who reads this post can right now be sighing in frustration; frustration which frankly nobody else is going to empathize with.
The presence of someone queer has always been powerful. This is not just because the individual is or was powerful, but also because the difference that they bring to the standard ways of life.
In my 27 years of existence, I’ve embodied various personas and roles. Even today, I behave slightly differently in the office, around parents, at a party and when I’m alone in my room.
While stereotypes have a foundation, not all lesbians look the same, or fit into the same categories.
I talked to an approximate of 20 people I like to call friends. For research purposes, people particularly between the ages of 21-28, belonging to different economic and professional backgrounds and of varying genders. What I found out disheartened me to no extent.
The media coverage of this incident has been cruel, to say the least, towards the queer community.
I could feel her hands on the small of my back, longing to feel the rest of me, but hesitant.
Passing is something that all binary and many non-binary trans people contend with, often on a daily basis.
Transgender persons disrupt the established status quo of being and seeing and being seen.
The fact that these students were forced to 'own up' to their feelings almost points out to the fact that instead of supporting and aiding the growth of the child, schools now focus on what is 'moral' and 'immoral'.
Searching about a public place, known by word of mouth, in pursuit of a partner for sex, and the good and bad that follows, are the lived experiences of nearly every gay man in India- married, closeted, young and hopeful.
Being a feminist doesn't end at respecting women. Growing up in this world, we've all internalized some toxic misogynistic behaviors without realizing it.
And then, I saw her for the first time…On a railway station in the midnight, her heading off to marry her love; I knew we were in it together for the long haul.
I wonder how you feel right now,
In the arms of another comfort,
In tandem, resonant.
From a young age I learned that the world thought it knew who I was better than myself. Racism is many things, but part of it is a crisis of imagination.
Here's a Valentine's themed article where we are going to talk about the different flavors of polyamory and 7 examples of what they could look like.
I want to be swept off my feet. I want to fall hook, line and sinker. I want to marry someone, because I want to and not because I am on a deadline.
What I also discovered was that unless you wanted to be the guest, threesomes weren’t something to rush into.
Didn’t know you were watching me. I thought you were busy taking your clothes off!