I really want to thank you for putting the specter of the pedophile and the actual mechanisms behind CSA into perspective for me and others. I was never fully assaulted as a child, but I have been a victim of sustained abuse of sexual nature throughout my childhood and teenage years. for years and years, both during and afterward, I agonized over whether my abuser actually wanted to or planned on eventually assaulting me, or if she didn't even realize that what she was doing was wrong. the insights of you and others talking about this stuff made me realize that all in all, it doesn't matter - regardless of any attraction, the abuse still would have happened, because children are seen as parents' property and not people. I finally feel at peace with something that has been haunting me for years. I can finally accept that I don't NEED to know the specifics behind what caused my sexual abuse to be able to call it as such. to understand the ways in which the system is fundamentally broken to allow such things, rather than to shove down my complicated feelings toward my abusers in order to fit the narrative of "evil pedophile who I hate". perhaps if I as a child had the ability to articulate the ways she was repeatedly made uncomfortable and violated my autonomy without fearing that others would label her as a pedophile and react disproportionally and leave me abandoned without the person I really thought loved me the most, things would be a lot different. I truly hope the world changes so that children with complicated narratives such as my own have the ability to advocate for themselves without fear of the worst. thank you so, so much. I'm not a trans girl, and I understand that I'm not who you've intended to help through your words and wisdom, but I still want you to know how you've helped
my pleasure, gorgeous. thank you for matching my energy, I couldn't do it without you. I have a story that might be helpful here. (having written it out, I have two)
let's actually talk about what "attraction" can do, shall we?
bluntly, I was also hot when I presented as masculine. I'm not uncomfortable with that, but it is uncomfortable to talk about publicly. I understand that the validation I got from being an attractive man is one of the things that kept me in the closet, everyone else... it's an easy thing to get twisted.
I didn't become aware that people found me attractive when I was 18. before I found my role of hot older woman, I was cast as a hot young man. before that, I was a hot boy.
when I was 16 years old, I was walking in the Florida heat beside a busy road. this was a pretty small city, few thousand people, but in Florida everything is 1 story tall (hurricanes) so I had miles to walk. it was 95 degrees, I said fuck it, let's hitchhike. I stuck my thumb out, but nobody was biting, and it occurred to me that I could be advertising better.
so I took my shirt off. I was tan, ripped, sweaty. it was a good view, took me less than 5 minutes to get picked up. enter our villain: Norm. anonymous enough that I'm not worried about anyone trying to find him, but that is the actual name he gave me
Norm was an older white guy, late 40s early 50s maybe. bigger guy but not intimidatingly so, think like santa claus but without the rizz. he picked me up in a pristine gold-colored minivan. I was so fucking glad to get out of the heat.
Norm is a pedophile. or, at least, an ephebophile. I know this because, as he took me where I needed to go, he (extremely nervous, stammering) tried to tell me that if I ever wanted to like go to a concert or just hang out he'd pay for me.
I'm not kidding or exaggerating this, he literally said (again, stammering, trailing off at the end because he's losing his nerve), "we could go to an amusement park or something". I think we can safely say Norm is a pedophile, right?
I felt completely safe with him. I was not the slightest bit nervous or anxious. A lot of this had to do with the fact that he was an old guy and I was young, fit, and had a knife, but not really. I just knew he wasn't gonna try to hurt me.
Why would he? He wanted to be nice to me. If anything, it was fun for me to have an adult be so respectful for once. Interesting that the pedophile was giving me what no other adult in my life would, eh? I wonder if that's significant at all...
So, Norm's a pedophile and, apparently, a pretty good guy. I hope he didn't do that again, but mostly out of worry for him. That would've been an enormous problem if he'd made that offer to any of the male friends I had at the time, very solid chance they'd have beat his ass.
Before he dropped me off, I sternly told him this. I told him that I knew what he was asking, and that's okay, but he was going to get himself hurt if he did it again. The thing is, I think he knew that. It wasn't what he was actually scared of. He was most afraid of being shamed. I'd honestly be shocked if he tried it again.
Norm knew of exactly 1 way he could tell someone about the things he feels and not feel shame. By making sure it was good. That's why he was so nice. I am one hundred percent convinced that if pedophiles were able to at least talk to their friends without worrying they'd be rendered unpeople and possibly killed, the world would be a better place for children and the people they grow up to be.
Anyway, that same year one of the ladies at church noticed me walking around and commented that she hadn't seen me around and I was super cute. To her misfortune, she made this comment to my mother. this is very funny, but when my mom relayed it to me later, I was super fucking uncomfortable.
isn't it interesting that the guy who was kind to me is a monster, but the lady objectifying me at church is kooky? same feeling, same attraction, etc etc.
the reason this has nothing to do with mens' rights is that it's about the oversimplified way we think about power dynamics. Norm was very respectful, if only out of fear, and so I had access to power while sitting next to him in a van for 20 minutes.
I just kinda fucking found out that adult women, who I had been assured do not fit the profile of a predator, have been making objectifying comments about me to each other behind my back. every single message I had gotten about that kind of thing was about men doing it to women. I believed that the opposite happened, but I didn't really feel it until that moment.
isn't it interesting that, when they come after trans women, it's always about sexual abuse, which is unsubtly implying that we are male rapists? I wonder if that's part of what kept me in the closet.