Thank you for your comments Potteringshed. It's interesting to read your perspective and I appreciate the Quaker approach that Icefisher described in an earlier comment:
We should not seek to divide Friends on this issue but find a way to clarify how the community can coexist, learn from different ways, and continue to seek light together.
This is how I generally approach social issues (apart from the "seeking light together"). The desire to learn about other ways, to find out how to co-exist, that's what motivated me to attend my first ever women's rights meeting on the issue.
But from that very first encounter with aggressively angry young men in balaclavas screaming in my face, with the police refusing to help us leave in safety, I had to learn that the other side had no intention of learning about us or to find ways to co-exist. They didn't care to do either, despite being invited in on a freezing cold night. All they wanted was to scare (and shame) the women at that meeting into silence.
It had the opposite effect on me.
But it's hard to come back from a traumatising experience like that and to keep reminding yourself that those young male protesters cannot be representative of the whole community, when that is who you keep meeting time after time.
Just before Covid hit, I got an opportunity to talk to someone from the TWAW side (mediated) and it was an interesting experience. It was respectful, but I do wonder if that's because all of us were female. While I not only knew the arguments I would encounter, but also understood the facts and motivations behind it, I had not expected that my partner in this dialogue did not at all understand or even know what my arguments actually were or what motivated me. She knew only what social media had told her. I got the impression that she only half heard, let alone believed me. Most disconcerting was that this was an award-winning young feminist (that is she'd won an award for her feminist activities and was much lauded as a feminist in the media) but she had zero knowledge of the issues around male violence, support for female victims of male violence, women in prison, hospital wards, that some women are excluded when males are included in female-only provisions and so on. I would have thought that was impossible for a feminist activist.
I learned a lot from that encounter. I hope she did, too, but I fear she remained convinced that even if I was not hateful everyone else on my side must be motivated by hate. She dismissed much of what I said out of hand, despite professing her ignorance several times.
And that was a meeting under ideal circumstances with both participants clearly willing to engage respectfully and to listen to the other side. (That I believe she only half heard me is not because she wasn't listening but because what I was saying was too far removed from what she had expected to hear.)
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I don't think that my truth is the only one there is, and I certainly respect that others have their own truth and wish to live it. But what I do know is that it is harmful to me to participate in the lie that humans can change sex. Especially when I'm required to do so in order to be kind to strangers.
And I have learned the hard way that there is one person in my life that I must not forget to be kind to: myself.