Nevada: A Novel

by Imogen Binnie

When you are trans, you are supposed to know everything about men and everything about women and the ways they interact and the important differences that lubricate the dating book market and how ultimately everybody is fundamentally the same but also fundamentally different. And when you first transition? For the first couple years, you totally think you do. You have dated girls all your life, but as a boy, so you have this experience of knowing what it’s like to be a straight boy, but now you are a girl, and, more and more, the world is seeing you as a girl, and also the girls you are dating are now relating to you differently than the other girls you used to date used to relate to you. Also, now you’ve been on a couple dates with boys, so you feel like you are this great authority on what it’s like to be a het girl. And you just want to talk about it, all the time, because it feels like such a revelation: oh, now I get to act this way on a date, and oh, now I have so much insight into why my old relationships would always fail, I am Nietzsche’s fuckin uberlady, and oh man I am so smart all the time I just want to tell everyone how the world is.

yep, I'm kind of still there, aren't I