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15 January - a strange conversation with my wife

I sort of said the words to my wife, but in an out of context way, and she didn't pick up on it.  

A bit of a strange conversation, but she was incensed by the injustice of gender inequality, sexism and mysogyny generally and the appalling behaviour of men in all manner of ways.  

I actually completely agree with her on all of these things being wrong and that men in a general sense, have much to answer for.  

Where it got difficult was because she wanted to take all the wrong of mankind out on me, as a representative of "men".  

I do like to think of myself as being one of the good guys, and I am certainly not guilty of any of the things that were being fired at me as the problems with my gender (as a generality).  

Which I did point out.  But apparently that just makes me culpable for not actively going out and stopping other men doing these things.  

There is an irony to all of these accusations of course: I'm not a man!  I am trans and view myself as a woman.  Although she doesn't know this.  

Exasperated, I did say that 'I am not like "men", I don't relate to men, I don't like men and I hate being one.'

So I did, technically, sort of, come out as trans.  Well, not quite, but I did make a statement which pertained to my gender not aligning to my sex.  

Given that there was an atmosphere of hostility, and that I know she is at least as anti-trans as she is anti-men, going further and explaining myself fully was probably not going to get a warm reception!

Still, maybe it's a start, or something that I could refer back to as an opening to talk more about who I am.  

Although before doing that, I still need to get my head straight on what I am doing, and that remains a bit in doubt.   

 

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