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In my post from yesterday about Ohio’s vote, I didn’t mention how much I appreciate being able to vote with my driver’s license state ID which is gender marked with a “F”. For female of course which I worked very long and hard to secure.
I am always proud to be able to vote and also proud to vote as my authentic self. Yesterday when I voted. I proudly walked up to the first available poll worker and handed him my drivers license. I was surprised when I saw he was a younger person. Normally the workers seem to be my age or above. I was even more pleased when the man was very nice to me. It’s been a long time since I have ran into a man who seemed at the least bit happy to see me.
The reasons could be many. I automatically assume the men have read me as transgender and in some way think I am less attractive. Or some men just treat women as lesser citizens anyhow and they aren’t treating me any different than they would any other woman. One way or another I try to approach situations with the public with as much confidence as I can muster.
Confidence of course for a transgender woman comes as we progress from a novice cross dresser-transvestite all the way to living full time as your authentic self. If you are lucky (as I wasn’t ) you will be spared the public humiliation of being stared at all the way to outright laughter. It is nearly…
