So this is my first post on FWR (it's actually my first post in many, many years). But fear not, I'm not one of those who comes with a disingenuous question that could quite easily have been answered with a cursory glance at many of the posts on here. I've come to share my journey from Well-meaning Fuckwit to Actual Feminist I hope it's not boring but I just needed to share it with someone...
Last Christmas I was chatting to a friend about my teenage DD's conversion to Non-binary and we got on to the difference between sex & gender. My friend suggested I Google Maya Forstater for further information - which sent me down a rabbit hole.
Up until my DD's decision I'd been firmly in the TWAW camp. Looking back I think this was due to an old friend having a trans sibling and my DH having a (previously cross dressing) uni friend who has recently come out as full on trans.
I started lurking on FWR and confess at first I was a bit shocked by how "anti trans" it was (yeah, I know, I was a dick). The more I read, the more I realised how naive I had been. How my "feminism" hadn't been centring women and was actually harming them. Thanks to the amazing, educated, articulate women of FWR I have come full circle and now proudly (but privately) claim the title T*RF.
Following the treatment of JKR over the summer I fell out with DH because he refused to discuss the situation saying that, despite having a wife, daughter, nieces, sister etc etc he had no skin in the game!
Eventually, things blew up and he realised how much the issue was affecting my mental health. We talked.
At first I dont think he quite got the whole "womanhood isn't about feelz" and he (obviously to be loyal to his trans friend) maintained TWAW. The turning point came when I asked "Would you sleep with [trans friend]?" "Well no, because..." "Because...?" It was like watching a light switching on behind his eyes "Well, there are lots of reasons but yes, because she's a man". It was like winning one of those arguments that you have in your head while in the shower, where you have all the right answers carefully planned and you back up your arguments with facts and definitely don't cry and don't call anyone a cunt (I'm assuming here that I'm not the only person who does this)
For the last few months I've tutted, heavy sighed and fuck's saked a lot while reading GC stuff online and he's shown a bit of interest but in a low-key kind of way. He's quite (very) stubborn but I could tell he was definitely changing the way he thought about things. About a month ago he arranged a Zoom drinking session with his trans mate. The following day DH commented that [trans friend] was exactly how they'd always been, just looked different. It really brought it home to him that male socialisation doesn't disappear after 50 years just by wearing a wig and sparkly heels.
I haven't pushed the GC stuff with him but we've chatted about bits and pieces. Today he's just come into the front room looking rather eye rolly and said "Guess who's the latest person they say is a T*RF? Nicola Adams! Presumably because she doesn't think she should have to fight against Antony Joshua?!?" I think he finally gets it.
I think our story just shows that the reason for #nodebate is that once people start talking properly about the issues, it becomes impossible to believe the mantra.
So thank you, good people of FWR. Thank you for opening my eyes. I cringe now at the thought of how readily I trotted out TWAW and thought badly of those who were brave enough to speak up (I think there are a few old school feminists I should probably send a bottle of gin to by way of apology!) One day DD will grow out of her NB phase. She's highly intelligent and I can already see the shoots of her questioning things in her own head. When she's finally free, I'll send her your way and you can work your magic. There must be hundreds of women like me who lurk on this board, who - at the minute - are still nervous to be outwardly GC. But we're here, we take notes and we're asking gently probing questions of the people we know, sussing out those who are allies. One day we'll be brave enough to stick our heads above the parapet. I just hope I find that courage before it's too late.