| Julien |
04-29-2010 08:34 PM |
I was thinking about the invisibility that the school forced on Ceara. At least she on her own agenda wore the clothes that made her comfortable and stated who she was. I say good for her. I also think about when I was in high school and my senior portrait. At the time I wasn't out as transgendered, so I played it there way. I did the feminine thing, make-up, long hair and a "drape" they used to expose the shoulders. It was like a dress. Anyway, I hated that picture and it was the one put in the yearbook. It also graces my parents home. I see it as the girl they never got, because they got me instead. I hate to see that picture even to this day. Because that is not me, it is someone I was pretending to be. I think that in itself is a sort of invisibility, that is to conform to the status quo.
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