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You know when I said January was a horrible month...
8 years ago
well, Feburary is "January Part 2"!
Been lethargic must of the month, not focusing on art or many hobbies. Just spending many of the evenings playing videogames. Work been tough with a one person being out for the past few months, and stressed tight deadlines for a few sites. Usually just leaving my evenings just to recoup.
This past week was something different though. Monday, the office decided to make the client's bathroom gender neutral. (The client side restrooms are separated.) It some how translated to me that the bosses were being thoughtful for any trans that may come to the office, and that made me feel good. As someone whom don't let work acquaintances know about my personal life, it made me think that being my shell isn't necessary anymore at the office.
Wednesday though, I made the realization that they didn't had open-mindedness involved in their decisions. They simply needed a reason to allow both restrooms to be used by either sex. Let alone, coworkers made joking comments about using the old women's room, and that dig underneath my skin. They had no clue that people desire to use a women's restroom without any prejudices involved. To hear the joking almost made me cry at my desk. It wasn't until I was alone in my car I let myself cry. I felt so naive that people would care, and it made me hurt.
This past week did one thing though, it cemented the idea that I'm more gender fluid that I thought. I know I'm a male, but I'll never want to be 100% man.
Here's to hoping March being a little better on me.
Been lethargic must of the month, not focusing on art or many hobbies. Just spending many of the evenings playing videogames. Work been tough with a one person being out for the past few months, and stressed tight deadlines for a few sites. Usually just leaving my evenings just to recoup.
This past week was something different though. Monday, the office decided to make the client's bathroom gender neutral. (The client side restrooms are separated.) It some how translated to me that the bosses were being thoughtful for any trans that may come to the office, and that made me feel good. As someone whom don't let work acquaintances know about my personal life, it made me think that being my shell isn't necessary anymore at the office.
Wednesday though, I made the realization that they didn't had open-mindedness involved in their decisions. They simply needed a reason to allow both restrooms to be used by either sex. Let alone, coworkers made joking comments about using the old women's room, and that dig underneath my skin. They had no clue that people desire to use a women's restroom without any prejudices involved. To hear the joking almost made me cry at my desk. It wasn't until I was alone in my car I let myself cry. I felt so naive that people would care, and it made me hurt.
This past week did one thing though, it cemented the idea that I'm more gender fluid that I thought. I know I'm a male, but I'll never want to be 100% man.
Here's to hoping March being a little better on me.
However, since all the bathrooms are single stalls in the office, there is nothing technically wrong. What they did was is just remove the restriction of two bathrooms. Any conflict would be just be awkward in the office since it's been a miscommunication at the start of it all. It's just me feeling bad to myself. :\
I know I can always be open among friends. I just know that it's best to never bring things up in the workplace.
Love you, Kitty. Sorry you got hurt, and sorry I didn't get it right away. :\