This space had been graciously provided by Sianna so now I can bring you this page with out worrying about exceeding my bandwidth every time someone views this page :o).
So for those of you who haven't been to my page before I guess we should start with the basics:
Name: Jayne Allyson
Age: getting older
Gender: getting resolved
Essays (Somewhat intelligent)
* Audition Adventure [updated 6-
* Coming out
* A Completely Unreasonable Guide to Coming Out
* Gender [updated 1-
* Canada rant
Places you should go (links)
* Ships in the dark: Queers passing in the night
Poems? only if you're brave:
* Everything looks perfect from far away
What you've all been waiting for..
* Photos [updated 6-
* Email: email@example.com
* We have a guest book. Yay! Now go sign it so I know you were here...Seriously, you know you want to.
view my guestbook
I've also added a new section for books to the links page. Right now it only has links to Evelyn's Mom I need to be a Girl and Luna but I'll update when I find more books written about or for young trans people...so yeah...That'll be any day now...
Doubts on our part give hope and ammunition to those who would rather see us not transition. So it feels like we should keep quiet about them, but they're there and they're real and they don't mean we should quit. That's why I'm posting this essay.
PS, I updated and fixed a lot of stuff on the Picture Page. Enjoy.
The reason it was taking forever was bureaucracy. They want to offer me a job, but they first have to clear things with Immigration (after all I am a foreigner). They said that it may take until the end of June for all that to clear, so in that case I've signed on to do our big show here over the weekend of July 2-
I've got to tell you people, this is a subject that I've been thinking about a lot lately. I think that for me it's important to say things. It's important for me to show people that I'm human and that I deserve rights just like any other human. I'm definitely not stuck being out. I could very easily disappear into the woodwork and go completely stealth. It wouldn't take very much for me to pull this web page down and take away all of the pictures. Hell we don't even have a record on archive.org. It'd be gone. I'd be gone. No worries, no problems, no TS.
But could I really? Would it really be that way? How would I feel when saw another TS person being harassed or stared at for walking down the street? Could I really just think "poor loser" and walk on? What about that M on my driver's license? Most people don't see it, but could I really live my life without paranoia that someone would? And job applications with the question: "Please list any names that you have previously been known by". Do I really want to feel like I'm committing a crime or getting away with something every time I switch jobs?
I think that because I pass, because I could very easily blend in, that I should say something. That I should keep this webpage up because it helps people. I think that's important.
So, why am I writing this? Because I'm frustrated. I feel like I'm doing good work. I'm giving up things in order to speak out and there are some people in the TS community that would say that since I'm doing this, I'm less TS. That because I'm willing to say that I'm TS that somehow makes me less of a woman. These are the same people who bitch that they're not represented, every time a documentary comes out but would be horrified at the thought of being in one. I think if we want to be represented, if we want to be treated as women, then someone has to say something. I don't think that makes me a hero but I also don't think it makes me less of a woman.
I think that stealth is admirable. I think it's a good thing, but I also think it shouldn't be a big deal. I think that people should be able to just transition and blend into the wood work with out so much secrecy. I'd like to see a day when someone finds out you're trans and goes, "oh, ok," instead of "oh my fucking god!"
You don't have to be an activist, you don't have to stand up, but please don't piss on those who do.