I’m a ciswoman. I was born a woman, I got breasts, a vagina, a functioning uterus and two functioning ovaries. I got two awesome kids (it’s normal that they’re awesome, they’re mine!), conceived and born naturally without any problems. I identify as a woman, 100%, and wouldn’t want to be anything else, ever.
Recently, I got to do a DNA test for some issue. They had to re-do it because apparently, my DNA didn’t match my gender – that came as a big surprise!
Now I don’t particularly care about that DNA-gender-matching-thing because it doesn’t influence my daily life or identity – I still am who I am, a ciswoman as stated above, and far more.
But if I try to imagine just for a moment that someone would want to change my identity, or tell me who and what I am, solely based on my DNA and such criteria, I’d be going though a whole gamut of feelings: anger, refusal, feeling rejected and not taken for serious. My identity and gender is based on so much more than just my DNA, and even more than what’s between my legs (or not).
What does that memo do to my trans*, non-binary and intersex sisters and brothers? What would such a law do? Think about it! (I cannot pretend I know, since I am not in their shoes; but I can try to imagine, with my heart and mind, with love and compassion and fierceness) The impact – not being recognized, not being respect, being willfully erased after having and still fighting so hard; the impact on self-esteem, on chances for getting proposer housing, employment, health care (getting imposed an ID that doesn’t match you will do just that), schooling and education…
This war that is being fought on the backs of those that are the most vulnerable, that are minorities – is the most unjust, unholy war of a raging lunatic who calls himself a nationalist now. Being a nationalist has nothing to do with love of the country for the right reasons; it has always gone hand in hand with the cleansing and getting rid of those that dissent and don’t fit in with the society as is pictured, by all means neccessary, violence included.
I reach out, I hold out my hand to all my trans*, non-binary and intersex siblings: You Won’t Be Erased. You are no mistake. I love you. God loves you, just the way you are. You are perfect. You are created in the image of God, let no-one tell you otherwise. You are beautiful, strong and resilient. You be You.
I reach out. Wake up! Reach out, and be human shields! Be allies! Allies strengthen, understand, comfort, lift up, help, love – and go to war.
First they came for the socialists, and I did not speak out—
because I was not a socialist.
Then they came for the trade unionists, and I did not speak out—
because I was not a trade unionist.
Then they came for the Jews, and I did not speak out—
because I was not a Jew.
Then they came for me—
and there was no one left to speak for me.