The Waiting Game

Summary

The web content discusses the extensive waiting transgender individuals endure throughout various stages of their transition, from personal acceptance to societal change.

Abstract

The article titled "The Waiting Game" poignantly illustrates the pervasive theme of waiting in the lives of transgender people. It highlights the emotional and practical aspects of this waiting, which encompasses internal processes like self-acceptance and identity formation, as well as external milestones such as coming out, legal recognition, and medical interventions like hormone replacement therapy (HRT). The author emphasizes the collective experience of waiting for societal acceptance, representation, and rights, while also reflecting on personal milestones and the significance of a recent HRT appointment. The piece serves as a call to acknowledge the struggles of the transgender community and invites readers to share their own experiences with waiting.

Opinions

The author suggests that waiting is a ubiquitous and challenging aspect of the transgender experience, affecting nearly every facet of life.
There is an underlying sentiment of resilience and hope, as the author implies that the wait is worthwhile and that change, both personal and societal, is possible and worth advocating for.
The article conveys a sense of solidarity and community among transgender individuals, who share similar experiences of waiting for various forms of transition and recognition.
The inclusion of a personal anecdote about the author's HRT appointment adds a layer of authenticity and relatability to the broader discussion of waiting and transitioning.
The author expresses a desire for societal progress, including the reduction of suicides, the enactment of supportive laws, and the cessation of bigotry, indicating a belief in the potential for a more inclusive and equitable future.

We Wait…

We wait for inner acceptance. We wait for an end of denial. We wait for the egg to crack. We wait for identity. We wait for truth. We wait for self-love. We wait for happiness. We wait for pride. We wait for ourselves to shine.

We wait for representation. We wait to see our story told. We wait to see us.

We wait for the right time to come out. We wait for family and friends to understand. We wait for spouses and children. We wait for touch, intimacy, and love. We wait for approval. We wait for acceptance.

We wait for employment. We wait for homes. We wait for suicides to subside.

We wait for appointments. We wait in waiting rooms. We wait for blood tests. We wait for lab results. We wait for HRT. We wait for doctors, therapists, psychiatrists, electrologists and laser technicians, surgeons and surgery.

We wait for pronouns. We wait for name changes. We wait for identification.

We wait for physical changes. We wait for mental changes. We wait for hair growth. We wait for hair thinning. We wait for strength or muscle loss. We wait for fat to burn or build. We wait for levels to go up or down.

We wait for hate to dissipate. We wait for respect. We wait for bigots to die.

We wait for judges, lawyers, and politicians. We wait for society. We wait for laws. We wait for rights. We wait for safety. We wait for security. We wait for parity. We wait for equality. We wait for peace. We wait for change.

Way back in 2005 I listened to this song a lot. I was waiting on me. I waited 16 more years. I was worth the wait.

After waiting a month I had my first HRT appointment today and now I’m waiting on the next one. Are you currently waiting on something? I bet you are. Let’s commiserate in the comments.

Regards in waiting,

Victoria Quinn 💜

The Waiting Game

Why wish and worry when you can write

We Wait…