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  • My ex-longtime roommate recently came out as a trans-gender female. Recently, she has cried out to be treated with respect, to be treated like any decent woman should be, while, for instance, walking down the street. I also long for the day when women are treated with respect, while doing any number of things, including being a female, walking, riding a bike, or even just breathing.

    I myself, find it challenging to be a woman. I want to be strong, valuable, taken seriously. I don't want to be victimized, raped or stalked. I don't want to be possessed or fixed. Yet I have been all of these things at one time or another. And I have had an extraordinarily privileged life. In an enormously wealthy country. I went through every phase of denying my sex, denying myself, everything short of surgery, only to embrace my femininity again like a long distance lover.

    I applaud her earnest longing for a change, and welcome her to this side of that line in the sand. I want to be encouraging to her, my daughter, myself, and all women, I don't want to tell her she might have given up too much of her power, and picked the wrong team.
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