For years, the reasons I thought of myself as female (to the degree that I thought about it at all) were that (a) I was born with a vagina, and (b) I’ve been treated as female since birth and have absorbed my culture’s opinions of what it meant to be female. Even when I was defying those opinions, I was still accepting my basic femaleness. In other words, my defiance of sexist gender norms has been an attempt to redefine what it meant to be female, not an attempt to step away from it. But a trans woman identifies as female, not because of the genitals she was born with or how others see her, but for completely different reasons, based on her own understanding and experience of her gender. When I accept that trans people, you know, exist, and that they understand their own bodies and their own genders better than I do, it means I have to rethink why, exactly, I see myself as female, and whether that’s even important to me.

So yeah, it can be difficult. I get that. But I still don’t have any patience with those who can’t deal with transgender identity.

–Greta Christina on questioning your gender and accepting the gender of others.

Later on in the article she also addresses cis people who get whiny over the use of the word “cis”. Her argument–which I agree with–is that cis people have had, oh, yanno, forever to think up a word for “cis”, of our own choosing, which doesn’t marginalise trans identities (so no, “normal” and/or nothing at all don’t cut it). We didn’t do that, so trans communities though up one for us. If we don’t like it? Tough.