Sometimes I find it far too easy to get sucked into the negativity on here. Hook line and sinker this week.

So I’m going to talk about one of my positive experiences: my first experience (and acceptance) as a trans woman in a women’s changing area. I’ve had many since...
But this one I will not forget 😊

After starting my transition I stopped going swimming, using the gym etc. I wasn’t on HRT and was completely unhappy with my body, I didn’t like changing rooms before for that reason and I was in no rush to put myself into a place where...
I may become the centre of a fiery debate and frankly I’d have felt no more confident.

Then I went on a course, requiring a change of clothes halfway through. I believed there would be sufficient changing space for me to tuck myself away and change privately.

I was wrong...
There was segregated changing only, and the women’s facilities were confined to one tiny room. I was one of only two women on the course and I realised I had little choice but to use the same room.

Dreading what I was letting myself in for, I took a deep breath and in I went...
I posted myself into the furthest corner away from my colleague, faced away silently and tactically got changed. Whilst I was halfway through, I heard “Hi, how’re you doing? I’m Sarah”

The relief at just being spoken to like a human being (as opposed to all the angry shouty...
Stuff I’d read on Twitter and Mumsnet!) was a such a point of realisation for me. I’d got into the mindset that the online vitriol would be typical of how others would see and treat me in the real world.

From that day to this, I have NEVER received such treatment...
And now I’ve gone from a mindset where I feared and expected it to a place where I don’t think I’ll ever have it. And if I do, it won’t be right.

Sarah does not know the value of starting that conversation that day, but it changed my outlook. I don’t know if she knew I was...
Transgender (perhaps I should follow up and find out!) but I’ve found overwhelmingly that people are kind.

Genuine, hostile transphobia is like a black pen dot on a white handkerchief. It’s dark and it notices but ultimately it’s only a tiny part of the fabric of society...
Since that day I’ve had the confidence to return to the gym and swimming, with full support of the management. I’ve met some amazing women as a result and am now supporting one new friend to find a job in policing.

The baseline for trans people cannot be depicted as perverted...
People trying to access the same space as the opposite gender. I’m not discussing but there are plenty of tweeters who will debunk this unsubstantiated idea if needed.

Transgender people overwhelmingly just want acceptance as who they are, whether they’re male, female or NB...
The world is a scary place if you make everyone else into a potential enemy. I did it for so long, imagining every other woman would be terfing me out of toilets and changing rooms.

I was wrong.

The women who have supported me, in ways big and small, have made me who I am...
Today, and I will never be able to convey the gratitude that I owe to so many.

I don’t live in fear like I used to anymore. In sharing my experiences I hope to be able to bring the same to others - whatever your position in the debate.

Don’t believe the hype.

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