Poem: "The Changeling's Return"

May 10, 2011 20:31


This poem came out of the May 3, 2011 Poetry Fishbowl.  It was selected in the generally sponsored poetry poll.  It was inspired by a prompt from haikujaguar who related an anecdote about a transgender person using the changeling myth to retell their own story.  This is the heart of all storytelling, the power inherent in myths and folk tales -- it lets us ( Read more... )

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ravan May 11 2011, 07:57:12 UTC
*sigh* People who've known me for years know I've always had a gender identity problem - I don't "fit" as female - but trying to pass (much less transition) to male would be a huge difficulty. (A G cup bust just doesn't vanish, even if you're fat. I tried making a binder once, and it didn't quite work. To try to buy this stuff costs a fortune, too.)

I know several (now) male transfolk, and often my reaction is more than a little envy. They didn't have the monster boobs to try to make disappear before they could become themselves.

At almost 50, now, there becomes less point to any of it.

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Thoughts ysabetwordsmith May 11 2011, 08:03:45 UTC
>> *sigh* People who've known me for years know I've always had a gender identity problem - I don't "fit" as female - but trying to pass (much less transition) to male would be a huge difficulty.<<

Alas! Indeed, not everyone's shape is conducive to change.

>> (A G cup bust just doesn't vanish, even if you're fat. I tried making a binder once, and it didn't quite work. To try to buy this stuff costs a fortune, too.) ... )

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Re: Thoughts ravan May 11 2011, 23:51:38 UTC
Yeah, the ace bandage attempt was a painful farce. The homemade binder was literally full torso, almost a corset, neck to hip, in denim. I nearly ripped the seams out, and I still had bulges. 44g doesn't hide.

I can wear a bra, just not one of those underwire torture devices. I mostly have to, otherwise I nearly smack myself in the face with them if I move quickly and sweat like a pig beneath them.

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Re: Thoughts ysabetwordsmith May 11 2011, 23:59:54 UTC
If I'm moving a lot, such as on stairs, sometimes I just hold mine in my hands. For some occasions I've used a sport bra, but those usually have such heavy elastic at the bottom that I can't breathe. And hanging that much weight from my shoulders causes my spine to malfunction. So the puppies usually go unharnessed.

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Re: Thoughts ravan May 12 2011, 00:36:01 UTC
Yeah, if I let them bounce, I end up with pulled stuff, but the harness makes my back ache. I see a chiro once a month, and should see him twice a month.

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Re: Thoughts my_partner_doug May 12 2011, 01:57:30 UTC
If you know, or can find, a competent masseur/masseuse, you can extend the effectiveness of the chiropractic visits by receiving a good back massage (or few) between your visits with the chiropractor. Doesn't even have to be a professional; a talented amateur can do an excellent job. When I was doing bodywork for a health club in the Chicago suburbs years ago, I had several clients who'd see me every week 'cause it was cheaper (and more enjoyable) than seeing their chiropractors as often as they'd have needed to otherwise. Granted, it's only symptomatic treatment, but anything that helps reduce the pain could be useful.

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siege May 11 2011, 19:56:25 UTC
Even at that age, breast reduction surgery can be an option.

It's still surgery, though.

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ravan May 11 2011, 23:43:13 UTC
Yeah, and I would love to have it, but then would I just end up wanting to transition because I could now, and doing *more* surgery.

I guess the problem is: Why the hell can't I just have the damn things cut off, period?

I could get them "reduced" to a C, if I get the insurance company to admit they cause physical problems, then go through the psych foo foo to get them to graciously "allow" me to have them removed completely.

Even if I had the money, I could not get a surgeon to just plain remove them. I've hated the damned things for over 35 years. They make me a "thing" to most people, a milk cow, a sexual object, a freak on display. It's less noticeable the more I weigh. If I had breast cancer, I'd just opt for a bilateral radical mastectomy, and be thrilled.

Sorry, rant off now.

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Well... ysabetwordsmith May 11 2011, 23:49:51 UTC
>> I guess the problem is: Why the hell can't I just have the damn things cut off, period? <<

Because that would mean giving people agency over their own bodies, something American culture often aims to thwart. The power is placed in the hands of (mostly male, white, wealthy) surgeons and psychiatrists. And that's not an accident.

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Re: Well... ravan May 11 2011, 23:55:15 UTC
Yeah, because they know "what's best for us" in their oh, so educated and godlike wisdom. *puke*

Some days the medical (insurance and legal) establishment makes me see red. I've mostly had good luck with individual doctors, but then again I won't stay with bad ones, but the establishment and the legal shit just makes me crazy.

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Re: Well... ysabetwordsmith May 12 2011, 00:12:17 UTC
>> Yeah, because they know "what's best for us" in their oh, so educated and godlike wisdom. *puke* <<

Agreed. As if any cissexual person could fully understand what it is really like to be stuck in the wrong body.

>>Some days the medical (insurance and legal) establishment makes me see red. I've mostly had good luck with individual doctors, but then again I won't stay with bad ones, but the establishment and the legal shit just makes me crazy.<<

You're lucky. My body and personality are sufficiently far from standard that there are plenty of things that would help a normal person but are either ineffective or destructive for me. And a handful of things that work dandy for me that are marginal or ineffective for others. It is all but impossible to find a provider in any branch of health care who will frigging LISTEN to me. They usually insist on treating the body from a textbook instead of the body in the office. So I only go as a last resort. Anything less than unbearable or life-threatening is better left to wear off on ( ... )

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Re: Well... ravan May 12 2011, 00:33:03 UTC
Part of my good luck has come from avoiding them for most things, and only going semi-regularly to ones who do listen, because I end up in fights with those who don't. I still nearly got killed by Kaiser, but that's a whole different rant (you don't treat chronic bleeding in the brain with drugs, dumbasses.)

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