Trans what? to be continued...

When I was struggling out of the clutches of both white privilege and misogyny to gain consciousness, I fought fiercely with other womyn to CHANGE the definition of what it means to be "woman" as well as "man".

We fought NOT to accept what society says is "woman", this is "man", but we fought to make the definition be shaped by us, not to shape us, not to cut our body parts off to conform to society's definitions; but to give women the strength, the wisdom, the power to define for ourselves that exactly who we ARE, exactly the way we exists, THIS is what it means to be a woman - or a man.

We fought to smash society's defining our roles as women, what we were to wear, how we were to look, to act, to speak, to be in order to be considered "woman".

We fought to rescue that amazing force of women, to free her from the confines at best that society bestowed on us, on our mothers and grandmothers; to honor and value every womon exactly as she is, unshaped, unbent, unaltered by social restrictions and definitions.

We risked everything, stood ridicule at best, murder at the other end, to say WE ARE WOMEN: whether we wear pants or skirts, paint our nails or have no nails, get our hands filthy dirty or make them softer then our babies' bottom.

We refused to allow society to say "women are...." and "men are...", but by our very birth, we said "this is what a womon is".