Sunday morning should see me joining an all Female Motorcycle Club, for a Ladies only ride. The plan is to meet in the City, before heading out into the Country for lunch. I am both keen, and more than a little nervous.
I’m not yet convinced that I will take part. My gut instinct tells me that there could be members of that group who feel that my presence would violate the sacrosanct nature of a Ladies only event.
Regardless of how I identify, regardless of how I present, and no matter how much treatment I have had. I know there will be some people who will always view me as Male.
This presents me with an interesting conflict…..
My first response to this imagined, but not impossible scenario of dissent to my presence, is to respect the wishes of anyone who objects and quietly withdraw. I have no desire to create conflict or hostility, It is contrary to my nature.
But this concept of passively denying who I am in favour of respecting the wishes of others, builds into a feeling of immense sadness, as I so easily reject a truth that I accepted long ago.
I can never overcome the genetics of my reality, I just wish that our society didn’t have to look at human beings as being so completely defined by the combination of X and Y Chromosomes in their Genes.
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