TheBigZee
kiwifarms.net
- Joined
- Jan 25, 2021
Just a dumb case study in the clusterfuck of identity between hEDS and Trans I mentioned. Lee Leveille, pronouns "S/he, him/her, his/hers."

a transitioner-detransitioner-retransitioner. Rose to my radar because my GF read her account of going to an "anti trans conference", where she "can't even" out loud to me.
https://archive.ph/8hQKI
The usual crap, but a my GF kept reading and laughing
My GF was wondering - what disability and I flatly stated it would be hEDS. A quick google turned up:
Lee now seems to think her identity issues come from a progressive, unnamed disability that she didn't know she had, but won't outright name online that causes her joints to be unstable (sometimes).
hEDS, like Gender Identity Disorder is another identity for people with BPD to cycle through. When that doesn't do it, they'll throw away the self purchased zebra print smart crutches and find something else. That's the overlap IMO.
archive.ph seems to be working overtime for trans day of visibility. Probably going to get some grade A content.

a transitioner-detransitioner-retransitioner. Rose to my radar because my GF read her account of going to an "anti trans conference", where she "can't even" out loud to me.
https://archive.ph/8hQKI
The usual crap, but a my GF kept reading and laughing
What I have to remind myself though is that I couldn’t keep pushing myself beyond my limits. I needed time to digest what had just happened, chance to vent with peers about the experience, and self-care (which meant, you guessed it, a lot of potato chips. We buy them in bulk). Most importantly, I needed patience from myself and others about what I can realistically do after each experience. After all, this work is a volunteer project I do on top of everything else already going on. Throughout each week I have: a full-time job needed to keep our rent paid; caring for my numerous physical disabilities with doctors’ appointments galore and need for rest; trying to survive a pandemic as a disabled person; trying to survive white supremacy as a Jew in a country with escalating antisemitism; and trying to be a supportive spouse. That’s a lot on its own and requires its own recuperation.
My GF was wondering - what disability and I flatly stated it would be hEDS. A quick google turned up:
It’s this short, weird little thing that doesn’t quite seem to work right. The joints clatter and pop in and out. Sometimes it can walk fine. Other times there’s a bit of a waddle, resembling a penguin on ice. Its voice marked me as trans even before T, holding the pitches and annunciations culturally associated with women until I began to sing. It attracts all sorts of unwanted attention, ranging from skinheads in the woods to weirdos on the internet. This body is all I have and yet it has never truly been mine. A foreign, clunky thing beholden with fluctuations and contradictions.
Lee now seems to think her identity issues come from a progressive, unnamed disability that she didn't know she had, but won't outright name online that causes her joints to be unstable (sometimes).
hEDS, like Gender Identity Disorder is another identity for people with BPD to cycle through. When that doesn't do it, they'll throw away the self purchased zebra print smart crutches and find something else. That's the overlap IMO.
archive.ph seems to be working overtime for trans day of visibility. Probably going to get some grade A content.