“I have had a non-masculinized brain my entire life and I feel like a pill or operation that changes that would result in an entirely different person.”
I have a non-masculine brain too, but I feel no inclination to express that.
To me, my gender is only my reproductive attributes — nothing more. And if I lost my reproductive system, then I would be an incomplete man, but still a person. That is not a problem for me: I don’t plan to have more children. I don’t need to be a “full man” — I am a valid person, and that is enough.
Society had put women and men in boxes for a long time, constraining them to certain roles. In the 20th century, we shed most of that. We were getting to a point where “being a man” meant nothing more than having a penis, and “being a woman” meant nothing more than having a vagina. That was progress: people were out of their confined roles, and finally a woman could be treated like men are treated — do the same things, wear the same things as men if they chose, go to the same places, have the same jobs, talk the same way (curse), etc.
Now the trans community is putting labels on us again. One has to “claim a gender”. To me that is reverse progress.
I don’t want to claim a gender. I have male reproductive ability, yes, but that is where my “maleness” ends. The rest is just me — I don’t want to call my mind male or female: it is unique to me. I refuse to call my mind a “female”. I don’t want a label on what or how I think.
Trans people feel a need to claim a gender. That need is only among the trans community. I therefore believe it is a compulsion, and so a “pill” to alleviate that compulsion would not change you: you would still have the feminine brain, but you would not feel a need to claim a gender. Same person, but no anxiety. You could still wear a skirt — no one is stopping you. But if someone says “Are you a man or a woman”, you could look down and say, “Well, I have a penis, so I am a man”, and if they say “Why are you wearing a skirt?” you could say, “It is hot and it is more comfortable — why are you wearing a tie?” — and then you could say, “I wear what I want because I decide what to wear and no one else decides for me, and no dress convention of men or women decides for me either”.
And that would be the end of it, and you could continue on your way feeling and thinking in a feminine way, and not have to explain yourself. And you could tell your family and friends, “I feel like a woman inside — I should have been born a woman, but thank goodness I can do all the things women do so it doesn’t matter”, and you would feel no pain.
Wouldn’t that be better?
