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So this week is Freedom to Marry week.
Took me a second to figure out what I really had to say on this, since no matter what it's going to be a few years before Bri and I can get married.
But then I got thinking. You know, from kindergarten on all (sweeping generalzation) little girls talk about getting married.
And I never did. I didn't want to. And I heard that I would once I met the right guy.
Well, I've met the right girl. And now everyone's telling me I can't get married just because we've got the same parts.
I'm lucky enough that at this moment NY regonizes marriages in other states and will be ruling on performing gay marriages there this year. But not everyone is that lucky.
Given my interesting gender identity, I would definitely be willing to take T so I could change my gender marker and marry her.
But I shouldn't have to. There are a lot of cisgendered men who want to marry cisgendered men, cisgendered women who want to marry cisgnedered women. And I find it hilarously sad that chopping off my breasts and taking a shot would suddenly make it a-ok. Hell, it doesn't even make it ok in every state.
Most of you know that the marriage thing isn't what matters to me. I'm not religious. I'm not asking any church to bless us (the place would probably spontaneously combust when our feet hit the floor). I'm just asking for everything we do that married couples do to be legal. To be able to visit each other in the hospital, the tax benefits, etc.
Our bodies don't matter. Love is love. I thought the civil rights movement had gotten this through everyone's heads, but apparently not.
I don't see why we can't change the definition of marriage. We've done it before. Or am I wrong in thinking that it's okay for a white person to marry a black one now? My silly liberal brain may have gotten my facts wrong.
Freedom To Marry Week
Took me a second to figure out what I really had to say on this, since no matter what it's going to be a few years before Bri and I can get married.
But then I got thinking. You know, from kindergarten on all (sweeping generalzation) little girls talk about getting married.
And I never did. I didn't want to. And I heard that I would once I met the right guy.
Well, I've met the right girl. And now everyone's telling me I can't get married just because we've got the same parts.
I'm lucky enough that at this moment NY regonizes marriages in other states and will be ruling on performing gay marriages there this year. But not everyone is that lucky.
Given my interesting gender identity, I would definitely be willing to take T so I could change my gender marker and marry her.
But I shouldn't have to. There are a lot of cisgendered men who want to marry cisgendered men, cisgendered women who want to marry cisgnedered women. And I find it hilarously sad that chopping off my breasts and taking a shot would suddenly make it a-ok. Hell, it doesn't even make it ok in every state.
Most of you know that the marriage thing isn't what matters to me. I'm not religious. I'm not asking any church to bless us (the place would probably spontaneously combust when our feet hit the floor). I'm just asking for everything we do that married couples do to be legal. To be able to visit each other in the hospital, the tax benefits, etc.
Our bodies don't matter. Love is love. I thought the civil rights movement had gotten this through everyone's heads, but apparently not.
I don't see why we can't change the definition of marriage. We've done it before. Or am I wrong in thinking that it's okay for a white person to marry a black one now? My silly liberal brain may have gotten my facts wrong.
Freedom To Marry Week
