Microaggression: Hostility After Coming Out

When my wife came out as transgender and I in turn came out with her, people didn’t yell at us on the streets or curse at our family in the stores. There were no huge moments of hate or ugliness. Instead, we were met with something new:  not overtly hostile or mean but a strong, steady undercurrent that kept my nerves on edge and my stomach in knots. I was having trouble putting my finger on what I was sensing but I knew something was not right.

Then one morning driving to work with the family in tow, the local radio morning show did a spot on new words being added to dictionaries this year. This kind of filler always peaks my interest as does most useless information. The host was rattling off new popular words like airball, binge-watch, and microaggression.

“Yes,” I yelled at the radio. “This is what we have been talking about:  microaggression!”

Finally, I could describe the unwelcome vibe I have been picking up on since we came out.

Mirriam-Webster defines microaggression as a comment or action that is subtly and often unintentionally hostile or demeaning to a member of a minority or marginalized group.”

During that car ride, a flood of little memory clips overwhelmed my brain like a damn finally broke open.

  • The little boy who told me in grade school that he had a crush on me until he realized that I was fat.
  • The dozens of times I had been asked to order lunch in a workplace where I was outnumbered by men 10 to 1 and obviously not a secretary.
  • The looks my family gets in the grocery store from the men and women giving us the triangular stare and snicker of disapproval.
  • The acquaintances that used to chat with me on occasion but now refuse to acknowledge my presence when we are in the same room even after I greet them ‘good morning’.
  • The few times other women have referred to my wife’s gender transition as my ‘husband’s phase’.
  • The chatty kathy asking everyone but me about their weekend.
  • The social shunning I have been receiving on a daily basis.

No, this is not 24/7. Most people we encounter in our lives are encouraging, supporting, and overwhelmingly helpful (especially young women majoring in 20th Century Women’s Studies, We have noticed an overwhelming number of crazy helpful people in this demographic).

Faculty at our daughter’s school are incredibly sweet and supportive. Our pharmacist is super helpful and understanding. Hell, the Starbucks Cashiers are always friendly, especially when they see we are not a ‘traditional’ family. (Is it bad that we visit Starbucks so often that they have their own category of people in my brain? Probably….but what is life without coffee?)

Why do these microaggressions get so deep under my skin and why can’t I let them go?

These attacks are so tiny in their nature that they do not give me the opportunity to defend myself. When someone doesn’t invite me to a party, I can’t call them and tell them to get the F*** over it without being perceived as a total nut. When the woman totally ignores my presence, I don’t feel like it is socially warranted for me to ask her “Why don’t you talk to me? What is your problem?”

If someone said something out loud to me that directly offended me or my family, a direct response from me would be okay. It would give me the opportunity to stand up for us but these cowards meticulously hurt me knowing there is not a damn thing I can do about it.

Michelle says that the best thing we can do is continue to be ourselves and show them that their behavior will not change who we are or the life we lead. We will have to fight for our family everyday for the rest of our lives:  sometimes with big gestures but mostly with perseverance. She is correct (like she usually is) but I relish the day someone says something nasty to me. I have about 38 quick, stingy responses to choose from. #fierce

Interesting Links:

Advocate’s ’24 Microaggressions Endured by LGBT Folks’ by Neal Broverman

BuzzFeed’s ’19 LGBT Microaggressions You Hear on a Daily Basis’ by Heben Nigatu

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  1. For all intensive purposes everyone of my in-laws seems to accept my transition. Though one of my wife’s sisters managed to use excuses for avoiding gatherings we’d try to put together, yet somehow be easily available if her mom was setting up the gathering. Without any scientific approach to this perceived microaggression I have no real means if she has an issue with me personally or if it’s intentional. Though she never “likes” anything I put on Facebook and for the most part it’s just pictures of me smiling. So that too is a perceived microaggression. Or as I’ve come to think of it, subtle violence. It hurts me deeply, and I think on some level it’s hurting my wife because the two have always been kind of tight.
    At the end of the day, I still don’t know if this is in my head or not. Which is unfortunate because I have enough trans related thoughts running through my brain, I really shouldn’t have to wonder if my relative is actually trying to hurt me or they’re just ambivalent to my struggles.

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    1. Kira, I am glad to find that most of your in laws are accepting. I understand what you mean by ‘perceived microaggression’. I feel like I often justify other’s behavior towards me by saying, ‘This is just how I perceive their behavior” or “I am just being too sensitive” when the reality is that they are just being hateful and the reality that some people are so cruel hurts more than my feigned ignorance.
      Also, I found that Facebook, Instagram, and other networking sites have and continue to feed my insecurities. I did a social network site hiatus for 1.5 years. It did wonders for my confidence but I joined again 6 months ago to reconnect with friends. I am constantly reminding myself to check my insecurities and doubts.
      I hope everything goes well for you during your transition. Take care of yourself and ignore the haters. If your sister-in-law doesn’t want to be around you, she is missing the opportunity to know and love someone special.

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