Trans Using Dating App
Dear whomever
So I guess to start with I should state I am a transwoman. I prefer to identify simply as a woman, but for the purpose of this confessional I feel I must use the label I despise.
I am in my early 30s, I am lonely and sick of being this way. Which has led to me recently signing up for one or two dating apps to try and find a relationship. The last refuge for the damned, it seems.
And I'll add: I never had much hope that these apps would ever help me, but I am (again) sick of being alone.
Given the superficial nature of these things, I do initially attract a lot of male attention. Men message me quite frequently. I rarely initiate conversations, but I figure if they like what they see, and they seem very eager to chat, I'll see where it goes. I am not trying to trick anyone. I only want a chance at love [B/]
I do feel like I am wasting my time even entertaining conversations from would-be suitors on there, though, as eventually I will have to tell them of my status. And then it's usually all over but the crying. A typical reaction (without going into too much detail) usually ends with the other party somewhat shocked and saying something well-meaning (some complimentary thing about how "genuine" I look) which is actually deeply offensive - and all-and-all, amounts to a rejection. Another common reaction is the slow monosyllabic fade and ghost.
I sometimes think it would save me a lot of time and heartache if I just stated it clearly in my profile, but I live in a small town and I am using an app that shows people who are in close proximity to each other. And truth is, I am very recognizable and "coming out" to a whole community of nameless faces is not really a good idea - nor will it ever feel safe to do so. So I play the game. I exchange messages over the course of a few days, and if I get a sense that the other person is at least open-minded enough to hear it, I tell them. And always before anything serious can happen, like an actual meet. But to be honest, the constant rejection that always follows from mostly well-meaning guys is more damaging than anything else. As strange as it may seem, it's actually easier to take being verbally assaulted by random hate-filled bigots than it is dealing with this kind of nicely presented refusal.
I do not blame guys for rejecting me, though I do wonder how much the pervading social stigma of dating a "tranny" plays a part in Irish society. Then again, maybe I'm making excuses for myself with that explanation - I'm sure there is something more primal more biological at play.
Lately, I have been advised by friends and family to move abroad to try and find love, to a more accepting city, like London or Brighton. But I don't think that is a viable option for me. And I honestly don't think there is a solution for this problem.
I am sure many of you reading this will laugh at the idea and think of calling me all sorts of "mentally ill" - well, I've heard it all before and worse... So, **** it!
I am writing this only because I am lonely.
Thank you for reading