The Tyranny of the Elderly Gaze
I don’t get to write here very often and I have had a long, enduring break from the world of Tumblr for years for the sake of my own mental health. But today, as a transman, I had an experience that just made me need to vent it all out.
I get looked at every day. And that alone bothers me. The old, those who in our culture, we are meant to worship and admire as wise, are ideologically evil at times. Not all of them, but sometimes I really think that the only time America was morally righteous was 1941-1945 and then, it ended with nuclear catastrophe and the POC who served were treated terribly. But the “greatest generation” raised some entitled, coddled failures of human beings.
Boomers are basically children who have no concept of struggle, they were merely sentient in the same way an automaton or a roomba is able to think about how to navigate an obtrusive corner. They do not know what it is like to live in our housing market, to live inside of our heads that have more self critical voices than ever.
Today, in public transport, an older man stared at me for what felt like half an hour. And I just completely lost it. I am trying to have an ordinary day in my own skin, my own flesh and be comfortable with the person I’ve always been.
But even if I closed my eyes, I could feel the lingering judgement that peered through the darkness at me. I’ve always been a moth in the dark, attracted to the light of others, but all of my empathy for this person died instantly the minute he snuffed my flame out.
This person did not know me, but he hated me. He hated me and wished I did not exist. The look on his face alone proved that he saw me as someone less than a human being. And I hate that.
My entire life has been endless apathy and misanthropy, I have Osamu Dazai-tier loathing for life and my existentialism tells me everyday that living is meaningless, working is meaningless, that my disabilities and the fact that I simply have no idea of ‘self’, no concept or context of who I am half the time, even down to my fucking name... When people look at me like this, it just validates all of the hateful talk in my spirit. It is flaming arrows that scorch the battlefield that is my daily Afghanistan, my daily Iraq, this perpetual occupation of myself and this insurgency against who I am. Because no matter how much I do for the betterment of myself, there are a thousand voices inside of me that chitter like a swarm of locusts. I can’t make the chirping stop, a thousand birds constantly telling me how nothing I am, how I am nothing and will be nothing.
I want to just turn everything to zero somedays. If we all came from a big bang, I want to be apart of the nothingness that eventually becomes something.
Every day, people stare at me. I hate, HATE having to go to a woman’s bathroom. Just because I have to sit down to piss. It isn’t fair. But if I go to a men’s room, my own dudes act like I’m walking into the wrong place or they see me as something they can belittle, rape and destroy.
The decadence of other people’s thoughts are killing me. Because soon after this encounter with a boomer on public transit, I was doing my pitiful shopping with what little money I get a month from helping my mother due to her own disabilities and poor health... there was a boomer who basically asked if he could be ‘invited over’ to my place... at 7 PM! He just invited himselfover and his intent was obvious. He even said “You’re a strange girl, but its fresh!” And he just kept following me and saying how I dressed was fresh or interesting. I asked him politely to leave me alone but it was only when his WIFE came to babysit him, was I free from him.
I felt so sick. I couldn’t eat even. I skipped another meal with coffee and energy drinks as an appetite suppressant.
But I’m not giving up. That is my motto. Everyday, I hear a hundred voices saying I’m fat (even when I’m skinny and close to being underweight), that my chest will never be masculine, that I’ll never be able to buy that black metal hoodie in a men’s size without it making look like a dress on me, that I’ll never be as cool or strong or as brave as Elliot Page, that I look more like an Elliot Rodger, that people think I’m a “school shooty supreme”, or I remind myself that I have modeled myself after a gay, communist-sympathetic black metal musician who was stabbed by an actual fascist and maybe I am doomed to a similar fate.
But I’m NOT fucking give up. Look at me all you want, my self esteem will get better and stronger one day, while you boomers will die alone because your kids and grand kids hate your evil, cowardly opinions. You can’t accept trans people, you can’t even fix your own phone - let alone take a selfie!
This isnot an ageist post, this is just to the boomers who think its okay to STARE AT TRANS PEOPLE LIKE WE ARE DOGS THAT NEED TO BE PUT DOWN. My grandfather is a veteran and a great guy, he loves me for who I am and he taught me how to do ‘boy stuff’ like spit in public when I was still just discovering who I am.
To ALL the boomers who have GROWN and CHANGED YOUR HEARTS to accept US, THANK YOU! I love you forever!
I may make more posts like this sometime.
Feel free to reblog this if you have felt something similar or experienced something similar and want to get it of your chest, bros and dudes and girls and gals!
I’m disabled, struggling to keep my phone, internet and groceries up to date and I don’t have many nice things. If you want to see more content from me and some more of the transman, disabled perspective with a bit of optimistic nihilism, considering sending me some dosh at cashapp
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Cheers
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December 14, 2021 — Researchers at The Trevor Project, the world’s largest suicide prevention and crisis intervention organization for lesbian, gay, bisexual, transgender, queer & questioning (LGBTQ) young people, today published a new peer-reviewed study in the Journal of Adolescent Health that found gender-affirming hormone therapy (GAHT) is significantly related to lower rates of depression, suicidal thoughts, and suicide attempts among transgender and nonbinary youth. These findings underscore the need to expand access to best-practice, gender-affirming medical care, as is currently prescribed by doctors across the country and recommended by the major medical and mental health associations. If you or someone you know needs help or support, The Trevor Project’s trained crisis counselors are available 24/7 at 1-866-488-7386, via chat at TheTrevorProject.org/Get-Help, or by texting START to 678678. Source Weaver, B., & Weaver, J. (2021, December 23). New study finds gender-affirming hormone therapy linked to lower rates of depression, suicide risk among transgender youth. Retrieved October 22, 2022, from https://www.thetrevorproject.org/blog/new-study-finds-gender-affirming-hormone-therapy-linked-to-lower-rates-of-depression-suicide-risk-among-transgender-youth/ . . #transrightsarehumanrights #genderisasocialconstruct #transwomenarewomen #transmenaremen #believetranspeople #protecttranskids #beanally #transpride https://www.instagram.com/p/ClMge3eOaO5/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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I had a very wonderful experience today. One of my coworkers came out to me as trans, and it was so honoring. I am beyond humbled that he trusts me enough to share that with me.
I'm non binary myself, but I dont feel the same stigma, personally anyway, that I see other people who are trans and nonbinary dealing with. It might be a blessing of the 'tism. But the just absolute trust in sharing his identity with me in the face of such a transphobic world, it is utterly humbling. I simply hope I can honor that trust always.
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can you and the other gay men on here please just block petewents? she's actually starting to become disgusting with her harrasing. its obvious she's begging for attention and seeing her on nice sweet posts being like "boy cunt conversion therapy transmenaremen"is super annoying. entitled heterosexuals can never leave gay people alone
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