Showing posts with label Systemic transphobia. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Systemic transphobia. Show all posts

Friday, 17 June 2016

Not Begging. Just Explaining (June 17, 2016)

Why are people
So surprised
When they heard
About the transitioning costs
The trans-community faces.

Even
The limited financial support
Only happens
Due to court challenges
After provinces tried
And failed
To delist SRS coverage,


Never mind
The long waiting lists
That grow
With each passing month
For us.


Hoping
We find other means
To cover
Our basic surgeries.

As the provinces
And territorial governments
Rubbing their hands
In financial glee.

At the mere thought
Of removing us
From their welfare rolls

(Either
General welfare
Or disability support programs.)

For any money.

Whether
Generated by
Crowd sourcing
Inheritance
Or a gift.

It's counted
As income
We have available
To support ourselves.

Thus
Clawed back
From our monthly cheques.

The little fuckers.

Never mind
Being on disability
My monthly support cheque
Is half of the income level
Of the Canadian
Poverty line
For a single person.

And that's
With a special allowance
For being diabetic.

Which is
More than 10%
Of the base amount
I receive
Monthly.

Do you
Still think
It's a passing fad
For me?

Given
The financial mountain
I have to climb
Without societal support
Or understanding.

Therisa © 2016

Author note: Many people may not realize, but, if a person, is receiving social assistance, in Canada, they're allowed, a limited amount (determined by their province/territory that they live in), in their bank accounts, before, this is clawed back, too, out of their support cheque. Under Ontario Disability Support Program, I'm allowed to have $6 000, before I am penalized. Never mind, the more money, I can save up, in a bank account, will raise my monthly rent and remove/or limit my rent subsidiary, I get. Never mind, most trans-Canadians live below the poverty line, in Canada, which no one speaks out on.

 A twisted sense of logic, if you ask me.

Below, is a link, that will explain the further hurdles that trans-Canadians face, as part of our transitioning expenses:

Monday, 6 June 2016

Not Another Word (June 6, 2016)

Generation gap

noun
1. a lack of communication between one generation and another, especially between young people and their parents, brought about by differences of tastes, values, outlook, etc.


You don't realize
How tired
I am.

Of hearing
People saying
This.

Who have
Never experienced
Such hatred
Or violence
Against them.

Been more than
Two generations
Since Ms. Jorgesen's
Had her SRS.

And yet
We're still
Making excuses
For these bigots'
Transphobic behaviour.

At what point
Are these intellectual giants
Stopped given
A free pass
For their ignorance based
Hatred?

Does
Another 60 years
Need to pass.

Before
Any real change
Occurs?

As more dead
And injured bodies
Are tossed
To the curbside
By society.

Destroying
Another generation
Of trans-people
In the process.

Therisa © 2016

Author's note: This year, 64 years ago, that Christine Jorgensen had her SRS preformed, in Norway. Making international headlines, for doing so. And yet, there are no longitudinal studies, on trans-women health, like the W.H.O. did ,on menopausal women, with hormonal replacement therapy, in 2007. Stopping it earlier, due to higher than expected health risks (heart attacks and strokes) among the study cohort. Instead, the medical community is treating trans-women, on the basis, of what menopausal women are reporting, to their doctors.

Given recent studies that find most prescribed medication, isn't tested on women, during the clinical trail stage, women are suffering unexpected side-effects, from these meds.  Just so, the trans-women are being used, as Guinea pigs.

Never mind, no major medical school offers any courses, on trans-medicine. And only, a 2-4 hour seminar, for gay and lesbian health issues.

Monday, 2 May 2016

You Don't Say (May 2, 2016)

Honestly
Don't understand
What
All this fuss
Is about.

As if
It's groundbreaking news
Trans-people are
Being denied
Access to medical service.

Come on
Get with the program
Folks.

It's the 19th century
And not
The 21st century.

Where ignorance
And fear
Are the buzzwords
Of the day.

Regardless
Of one's
Level of education
Or station
In life.

To think
They'll demand
The same equal rights
Like you and I have.

What's the world
Coming to?

Utter ruins.

Therisa © 2016

Author's note: Earlier, in April, I caught the tail end of a story, on CBC Radio1's morning national newscast, about a researcher's find, which he published, in a journal that the Trans-community is still facing discrimination, from British doctors, who used, a variety of excuses, ranging from religion, lack of time, outright ignorance, to transphobia. Not surprising, if the British medical school spend, as little time, as the North American ones do, which is, zero. And yes, these same problems are alive and well, in Canada, too. As I am sad, to admit, having faced my own share of transphobic medical personnel.

My doctor's office is, part of the satellite network of clinics, that belonging to one of Toronto's largest teaching hospital, as a result of this, am usually, the first trans-patient that they have seen, as part of their internship, as a family doctor. Thus, have to educate the interns, what it means, to be trans. And, the various problems, we face, as a community.


Must admit, it has taken me, until now, to find the right approach, in writing this poem and the tone, that I wanted to did it. Know, this tone of mine, will piss off some people, but really, I don't care. As I am so sick of hearing, people saying, it's a "generational gap". Freaking bull shit. It's ignorance and fear, pure and simple.

Monday, 14 March 2016

Down The Garden Path (March 10, 2016)

It has been 8 years
Since
I received confirmation
Of my acceptance
By the Ontario Disability Support Program (ODSP).

A program
Notoriously known
For rejecting
All possible candidates
On general principles.

Although
They will never
Admit to this.

And then
There's me
Less than 3 months
After applying.

The letter came
Saying
"Yes".

During
The psychological assessment
For ODSP
I attempted suicide.

Only stopped
By my inability
To cover over
Guard barrier.

To jump
Before
The northbound traffic
Of the Don Valley Expressway.

Damn you
My fear of heights
For stopping me.

As for
My assessment
It was done
By a transphobic psychiatrist.

(A fact
My housing worker
Confirmed
At the last meeting
With the psychiatrist.

(As the psychiatrist
Did an 180 change
In her attitude
Towards me.)

Despite
All of this
I have 5 years
Before having
To do this
Again.

And that
Deadline past
Three years ago.

As I await
A new package
To arrival
In the mail.

Oh
Lucky me.

Therisa © 2016

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