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Wish we could all just be dolphins and not worry about hair
I love being a non-passing trans woman and having to shave my face literally every morning to even get occasional recognition as being a woman, only to have visible stubble by like 3pm.
Love having to worry about if tiny, almost uncontrollable hairs on my face are completely discrediting my femininity to others and giving me dysphoria. Love how even when I have just shaved there’s still a pervasive dark/grey discoloration shadow on my face/jaw, that requires excessive foundation to even attempt to hide. Love how the only true option to ever be free from facial hair completely is incredibly painful, slow, and expensive electric removal.
We had a politician in my provincial elections who gave no fucks about her facial hair. She had to address it multiple times during the election and eventually went with “If you have to keep attacking my moustache and my appearance, you must have nothing to attack on my platform”. She was leading the furthest left wing party. They got third but she was, and still is great.
not wanting to turn another post that is not about me into a group therapy session
Reccommend this option. You can make a seperate post about your thing if you want to talk about it with people.
Let’s say that’s true, do you expect you’ll get a different reaction by trying to make this thread about that?
Yeah, being a woman with body hair sucks, but try being a woman with noticeable facial hair, its a whole fucking thing. You can avoid everything else, like I just haven’t worn anything shorter than full jeans in public since i was 15 and that works (sucks in the summer, but it works), but until very recently you couldn’t avoid people seeing your face, and everybody on earth thinks its their fucking business. I remember that towards the end of school I was the only girl there that wasn’t blonde and didn’t wax/shave my face. It was fucking mental, other literal children were asking me why i didn’t put in hours of work to toe the line of sexist beauty standards.
other literal children were asking me
It’s crazy how early kids start to pick up on gender role shit.
When I was in first grade in the mid 90s, i liked to cook with my mom and grandmother so my mom bought me an ez bake oven bc she thought it would be a simple fun thing for me at that age.
Anyway I was talking about it to my friend and at 5 or 6 i already felt the pressure to denounce it to my male friend and was like “haha yeah my mom bought me a girl toy.”
My mom over heard me and felt like she messed up and was probably embarrassed so she said we could take it back no worries, but the tragic thing is I was genuinely super excited to play with that toy with my mom. It still breaks my heart thinking about it and how insensitive I was about it.
Hopefully this thread’s an alright place to ask - what is the significance/meaning of hy/hym pronouns?
Comrade, i hope you’re prepared for a wall of text that might be better as its own post, because i don’t really know where i stand with pronouns either, and i might be typing this more for me than anyone else, sorry lmao. Also, it could be a little bit hard to explain given that my experience of gender is entitely wound up in lesbianism.
Lesbians and gender have a long history together, hell, the fundamental lesbian text Stone Butch Blues and one of the fundamental historical trans books Beyond Pink Or Blue are written by the same person, Leslie Feinberg, an icon of both communities simultaneously. Zie put a coherent voice on something that was pretty common in the community at the time, the idea that being gay (especially as a woman) inherently comes with an element of gender nonconformity.
We live in a misogynistic society that almost entirely defined women around the concept of men, and, more importantly, around facilitating hetrosexual relationships (and the exploitation of free domestic and reproductive labour within those relationships) with men - look up any definition of feminity/womanhood, and you’ll see: nuturing will be on there, something about being naturally cleanly or caring or empathetic, quiet, invested in physical appearance - almost every trait listed will be “useful” to men in some way. This type of shit. As much as people might be trying to change that idea now, it was absolutely the norm for fucking centuries.
So what is a woman when they can’t fulfil that societally designated function? For a while, it was an idea amongst homophobes that lesbians, especially butches, weren’t real women. Or that we were women ‘wrong’. They didn’t like it at all when we were like “yeah sure maybe lmao” (although, of course, for slightly different reasons). Hence non-binary, transmasc, and they/them/he/him/neopronoun lesbians being suprisingly common.
To steal a blogpost that always Hit for me:
I’m very uncomfortable with being called non-binary because my standard answer to “what’s your gender” is lesbian/butch and my pronouns are he/him. I respect NB lesbians but I’m not NB. I’m not trans. I’m not cis either. I inhabit a bizarre space, a corner into which I was backed by the heteropatriarchy, and ideally this space should not exist at all. Naming it legitimizes it. It’s not normal that so many lesbians feel alienated from womanhood and feel that they can’t exist as women because of who they are. I know that if breasts weren’t considered almost only as loci of male pleasure in our culture I probably wouldn’t be dysphoric about them. I know that the reasons I can’t call myself “woman” without flinching are all linked to the violence the heteropatriarchy has enacted upon me since I was born and to the trauma of growing up as a butch in a world that hated me. I was psychologically mutilated; why would I want a name for this? Most importantly, why would I insult NB lesbians by acting like their identity is in any way comparable to the way I feel about womanhood? A non-binary lesbian has a concrete gender identity that they can usually name or at least describe; I just have a gaping hole where people reached in and tore out something I will never get back. It’s immensely different.
Feeling alienated from your (supposed) gender when that gender has been/is used as a vehicle for oppression, objectification, and demands of hetrosexuality is pretty normal, regardless of whether or not you actually are that gender (ngl it makes it pretty hard to tell if you’re a different gender, or just reasonably uncomfortable with uncomfortable shit).
When a friend refers to me with he/him irl, they do it in the full knowledge that i’m not a man, and i’m fairly sure that anyone else in real life who overhears or assumes those pronouns does so knowing that, whatever the fuck i may be, i’m certainly not cishet, which is enough for me. Large swathes of my life only make sense given the context of being a butch/gnc lesbian; being noticeably non-cishet is important to me because, for better or for worse, it has informed so much of who i am and where i wound up - i don’t think i’d be the same person (and i absolutely wouldn’t be in the same situation in life) otherwise. In real life, no matter what i do, i could never be seen like that, but online its extremely easy for people to assume you’re a cishet man (pronouns or no pronouns) which robs some of what i say of context, as well as just feeling incorrect on my end; irl i am transgressive of people’s ideas of gender just by existing, and that, at this point, is something i’ve come to like, its a solid ‘fuck you’ as far as i’m concerned, whereas online i fly under the radar in that regard in a way that makes me kind of uncomfortable. Hy/hym sees to that. It sounds the way i like, but with a caveat of being obviously and unavoidably lgbt.
TL;DR
There’s no pronoun for “Lesbian, But Honestly At This Point My Relationship With Women Is The Only Reason I Might Ever Class Myself As A Woman”, or “I Don’t Know, But I’ve Dealt With Enough Misogynistic Bullshit That ‘She/her’ Grates On The Ears Now”. Hy/hym, to me, essentially means he/him* where that asterix leads to “*but not a binary man”. And that’ll do for now.
Basically, i know i’m not a man because i’m a lesbian - i have no idea if i’m non-binary or maybe somewhat trans-masc, i don’t know, and quite honestly i don’t fucking care. I know i like he/him, but don’t want to step on the toes of transmen or non-binary people, nor do i want to be mistaken for a cis man because so much of my life experience and who i am is wrapped up in removedry, homophobia, and/or being afab and gnc. (If you were asking what those pronouns mean in a more general sense, like to other people, i have no idea, but i’ve mainly seen them being used by other butch lesbians and/or masculine nonbinary people, so i would guess its something similar; “male” pronouns, but not a man.)
edit: this website won’t let me call myself a d*ke :angery:
I see this all the fucking time from bi women just starting to see non men. I couldn’t imagine taking the time to shave everywhere all the time christ.
Its easier than you think once you get into a routine, expensive as fuck on razors but you can get it down to a 20 minute ish shower as long as you dont have sensitive skin.
My routine is basically groin, legs and face every day, arms and torso as I notice growth, back hair fortunately is no problem at all. Mainly I do it because body hair both provokes dysphoria but also triggers some pretty significant sensory issues if I feel my own body hair.
I legit just grew out my beard because I realised I just hated shaving it.
Obviously as a cis dude, it wasn’t a hard decision to make but I do somewhat understand the frustration of feeling like you must shave. Especially when it’s everything, never mind a relatively small patch of hair on your face.
One day I was just like “Why am I shaving? I don’t even particularly like how I look clean-shaven, and I always fuck up my face doing it anyway”
Again, different experience for a cis male, but it would be nice if we lived in a world where people didn’t feel like they have to look a certain way. I still remember being younger and genuinely being weirded out that women had hair on them, that shit gets ingrained into you. Doesn’t bother me now of course.
I’ve legit gotten shit from people who think it’s weird that I trim down my armpit hair. Like, damn. You asked.