Hey everyone, I'm sorry I've been absent for so long. I found that I was spending a lot of time on the board last year and not really coping very well mentally, so took a step back. A lovely friend suggested I come back on here though for some support and I'm glad she did.
I know that I am struggling and I really wish I wasn't. This is a really long post, and I apologise. I think I just needed to splurge and let everything out that I feel like I've been holding in for so long.
This last week there have been a lot of pro-trans/anti JKR posts on my facebook feed from a number of sources. The industry I am in is VERY woke. They quite frequently have worldwide coordinated responses to certain individuals who don't toe the line with regards to their responses to issues of LGBTQ+ or race, mental health etc. - removing support for them and their businesses entirely. In one way it is great to know that everyone is trying hard to be inclusive, (with regards to racism especially) but in another, it makes me feel very scared about being able to be myself apart from in very guarded circles.
Most of those in the industry like to post on social media as themselves and as their businesses in support of these various campaigns, and there is very much an undercurrent of silence being seen as a choice not to be supportive. The 'silent friend is no friend' thing.
I am finding it very difficult reading all the posts about trans issues, the jk rowling things etc. (Pre her essay, oddly I haven't seen anything pop up since that!) Unfortunately the images and flashbacks that happen when I read posts about how trans women are women and that we shouldn't misgender etc are those of being raped and abused by my ex. A trans woman. Being told to refer to those acts being carried out by someone with a female pronoun feels like it is gaslighting and sacrificing my experiences at the alter of not offending the perpetrator. It feels like me apologising for being raped by him.
It is such a hugely personal and triggering issue for me that I have felt completely lost and to date have never responsed on any of their posts on their pages or in forums, but have faced the very real worry that in being so silent it is going to harm people's views of me and my business. There is definitely no way that I could say I am GC, and I don't even know if they would be compassionate if they heard my story.
A lot of the time I feel like I am silently screaming.
My ex-husband is trans. He was trans when we got married, he was trans when we had the kids, he was trans when he raped and abused me. I can't think of those times and call him a her, nor do I think I should have to.
I knew about the cross-dressing before we got married, but being very poorly (wheelchair and often bed-bound) I didn't really mind at that point, and he always reassured me that this wasn't something he wanted to do full-time, it was just an occasional thing. He liked women so much he liked being one. I was ok with it being occasional, behind closed doors, but never ever felt comfortable if he went out like that, it was just so obvious what he was and I was so embarassed and uncomfortable, but also stuck in a wheelchair (or a hospital bed once when he'd forgotten his keys!!) and not really in a place to argue, even though I tried.
It definitely had a sexual/agp route, despite apparently being something he had been doing since childhood. Being in lingerie was definitely what got him going. I tried being supportive, helped with hair etc and tried to help with clothing choices, suggesting that real women don't tend to wear mini skirts and revealing tops, that for the most part we live in jeans and a more comfortable top, and are rather more understated. Choosing things that fit our body types and personal styles. Yeah. That didn't ever sink in. It was about the thrill of wearing what he thought was sexy. It still is.
He officially became a she after I threw him out for rape (final straw!). The first time I saw him after I threw him out, was when he came over to discuss things. He appeared dressed in a revealing top, mini-skirt, fishnet tights and ridiculous heels, (he was already about 6' tall!) telling me that this was how he wanted to live now, but that we should get back together anyway (i had called him over to discuss child arrangements, not reconsiliation). To this day, his version of the breakup is still 'because I am transphobic' and he has never acknowledged the rape or preceeding (or following!) abuse, not even in counselling.
Since then, he has tried to use his trans status as a weapon and as a get-out-of-jail-free card. At one point telling the judge that he should see the kids (despite his abusive behaviour) because he was trans, and that brought the equalities act in, and that trumps the children's act.
His way of coming out to the kids was to tell them he was their mummy now. The older two were 5 and 4 at the time, and he gave no understanding or explanation, he just appeared dressed in front of them, later sending them a book called 'my new mommy' (american spelling, we're uk!) which was so sexist it was unbelievable. If you haven't seen it, it makes no mention of boy children (my eldest is a girl, but i also have two sons) or the existing biological mother(!) and keeps talking about how much fun it'll be because my new mommy will do her nails with me and go shopping with me etc.
He is a narcissist and continues to cause a lot of upset to myself and the kids even 10 years on.
There is a no contact order, but we started gradually trying to reintroduce some contact after my subsequent partner (I was too low and groomed already after my ex to see to the red flags) abused me and sexually abused my daughter. I thought that my ex would appreciate being able to see for himself that the kids were ok, despite everything. I can't explain how bad a mistake that has been.
He keeps upsetting the kids. He refuses to listen to (or acknowledge that they have) wants or needs of their own, which was an issue even back when we first separated. Dd wanted to get to know him again slowly but my ex won't have it - it is all about him. He treats dd as if she is 5 rather than a teenager, calles her 'my little princess' and is really really over-touchy and familiar. The last visit last summer (it will be the last ever!!!) my daughter refused to give him a hug, and the response was 'that's fine, nobody wants to hug their mum'. Dd was completely taken aback, not only because she is a very huggy person usually, especially with me and my new partner (of 5 years now), but because it was agreed after the book incident and written into the court order that he is not to refer to himself as mum or similar.
My boys have been treated horribly too, one of them being punished for being autistic, and both being used as weapons against me or having attempts made to drive a wedge into their relationship with me. For example, I'd said to limit sweets/sugar due to health issues, which the kids know and agree with, so Ex decided to eat sweets and treats in front of the kids and to take away sweeties that they won in the arcade, saying they weren't allowed any of them because mummy says so. This was 9 years after i threw him out. He is NEVER going to change.
I think his trans status feeds his narcissism because he is able to play the martyr in an opressed group and get pitied and included and fawned over. I think that's why he's had all the treatments etc, even using that to try and get pity! He is just so brave! The poor thing had had major surgery so couldn't go for a short walk with the kids after a picnic (something they wanted to do). Strange how he was absolutely fine on his feet all day dragging them shopping the day before though (something he wanted to do)...
He has thrown his trans-ness at the kids and I so many times as an excuse, as a justification and as a reason for us to adore him. If I wasn't so transphobic we would still be together as a happy family, obviously.
His current thing is that he is refusing to send xmas or bday presents to the kids. In the past he's just got them delivered straight here by Amazon etc, but because I have stopped contact, it needs to be my fault and he thinks that by hurting the kids, he gets at me. The argument goes that as he got them delivered to him, that either he should be allowed to see the kids to give them to them, that i should drive the breadth of the country to collect them from him, or that I should allow him to drop them with some of my family members because they are closer. (Yeah, it's not about control and invading my safe spaces at all, is it?) The items are heavy and, poor thing, he can't afford the postage on his 50k salary, so wouldn't it be easier just to meet up so he can see me (the kids)? If not then I need to pay for the postage for the presents if i want the kids to have them. That's only fair right, seeing as he bought them and I look after the kids? He'll just take the money out of my child support payments to cover it...
I have a new mantra 'I will not feed the narcissist'. Mostly it works and he just burns himself out eventually, but this one got ridiculous, it dragged on for months. I ended up getting a solicitor involved and threatening a police harassment charge and thankfully there has been no communication since then. Still no parcels for the kids either, but thankfully they don't give two hoots about that any more.
I was feeling stronger before lockdown, and even considering finally reporting the rape to the police. Now I'm back to nightmares of him and my subsequent ex, and depression and anxiety...
Some days I'm fine, I don't know what in particular has made things worse at the moment, but something has. Maybe the uncertainty and fear around lockdown? I guess right now I am just struggling with the fact that i feel like my experiences are being white-washed for political correctness. I don't understand why the abuse I suffered (am suffering?) is less important than the pronoun of the person who abused me.
I know that those on my fb feed posting and reposting are doing so from a position of what they see as compassion and inclusivity. They aren't doing it to be hurtful towards me, and I don't know whether they fully understand the implications of the pro-trans things they ascribe to. I'm just struggling with seeing it all the time and feeling that rising panic in my chest every time. I really need to learn how to separate all that stuff from my personal experiences. I need to not think 'abuse, rape, narcissism, the ex' every time I see the word trans, but I guess after 10 years, it is unlikely to change any time soon.
Sorry girls, no need to reply. I just needed a safe space where I am still allowed to say I have an ex husband. He raped me. He abused me. He hurts our children. He still abuses, gaslights and threatens me. Not an ex-wife. Not She.
:'(