Sometimes...sometimes I think that maybe I am not a transman at all ! Maybe I would not require a mastectomy or a prosthetic penis if Islam let me be myself in my own body. If they did not critisize my entity as a female, my physique if it was revealed even a tiny bit, my intelligence for the size of my skull- I might not even bother to transition into supremacy because I would already have that. If Islam did not force me to be the fourth wife to a geriatric cousin that I had to fight against my whole life ,and entitled me to more than only half of an ineritence whereas my brother would attain full - I might not even bother to beat myself up like I do for not being of a superior gender. In Islam - two woman equals one man, if it is equality at all, and the mind of me that feels like a full human beings wants a body that matches with it. Why cant I have what a man has ? Why cant I wear shorts like my husband does ? Why is it surprising that I get angry every time someone touches me the wrong way in a bus ? Why am I a woman yet feel all that a man is priviliged to feel ? I feel more like a bound woman than a transman wanting to be free. I just want to be free as the women in the west are. I want to be free, away from this hell, before ISIS completely takes over !
Posted on: Thu, 18 Sep 2014 16:26:31 +0000
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