remembering not to drown
April 12, 2013
i just posted something on tumblr that made me remember
(fucking, i hate how easy it is to forget)
that i need to be very, very, very careful and conscious about not allowing the ways I think about my gender
to be subsumed underneath the more practical concessions i am currently making for my safety in a white supremacist, cissexist world
i don’t often talk about my experiences when i was under the impression that a i was just a super femme Asian gay boy
don’t talk about it because i don’t want people misgendering me or assuming shit about my life and how i’ve lived it and my gender
except: must remember
being bakla. and I was bakla back then. and now.
transition narratives are not mine.
i was bakla then. i was bakla during my long winter of internalizing transmisogyny. i am bakla now.
i may be working, currently, to inhabit a different manner of being bakla
but it is not a revolution, but an evolution
i have never stopped being bakla. i was always transpinay. i am a ladyboy.
my experiences do not need to be reflected in whiteness for my gender to be valid.
i must remember to keep my head high, maintain my dignity
and allow the buoyancy of my biyuti to keep me afloat.