There was queer prom back in May, and that was the first time I presented femme in public. Luckily, it was a queer-friendly space, and everyone was chill with it. I finally got to relax and melt. After years of family not being supportive and trying to tell me that I’m hanging out with ‘low lives’, which I kind of find weird, because you can’t help people if you’re not willing to meet them where they’re at. I’m not saying stoop to their level, but don’t let them drown you. Usually, I do that because I’m capable of connecting with people faster and deeper than a lot of people would think. Like, within the first week of meeting someone, I can pick out their quirks and tailor pieces of myself to suit them.
One of the main things I’m thinking about is the difference between being a white trans person and being a trans person of color, since that’s really important. Especially with the way that the trans community is being bombarded with, in my opinion, really useless discourse, which are mostly white people anyways. I think we should try to make space for black trans femmes especially because… ugh.. Trying to find a space in this place is chaotic and a pain in the ass sometimes.
Try to make space for them and actually listen to them. With that I think it will make it more accepting, but it will also make it easier to make strides towards general acceptance. Because it’s pretty hard trying to balance both being queer and being a person of color. Sometimes it feels like you’re either one or the other. Luckily for me, I’ve managed to find that balance in both identities, but it’s not always smooth sailing, which I find interesting, because the people who created this community are the ones who aren’t really given much respect. I’m trying to see if I can get that out there.
I have to make space for myself, since it’s the only way I can survive, but I’m lucky enough to have friends by my side. Even trying to make space as a “male” is hard enough as it is.