
Dee Mendoza: A triumphant affirmation of womanhood.
I first met Dee Mendoza, 34, at the photo shoot for the World AIDS Day 2009 campaign “Dare to Bare”.
Dee was representing Task Force Pride and was one of the 13 advocates who made the bold statement of standing up for HIV/AIDS awareness by wearing nothing but the red AIDS ribbon.
I was doing her make-up for the shoot and from the get-go, we started chatting up a storm like two old girlfriends. Dee spoke to me about her work as a consultant for an IT firm. She shared the many hardships dealt by the corporate sector because of the way that she chose to express herself and affirm her gender.
“There are these so-called typical careers for transwomen: comedians, hairstylists or prostitutes. There is nothing wrong with those occupations, it’s just I dreamed of another path for me.”, says Dee. “There aren’t many transwomen to look up to as a role model. You don’t see alot of famous transwomen that the youth can emulate — especially when I was growing up.”
I was so inspired by Dee’s story of determination that I asked my editor at Metro if we could do a feature article on her and what it’s really like being a transwoman. I was ecstatic when Metro editorial agreed. Dee requested for a copy of the questions in advance and I proceeded to making a list in preparation for the interview.
And this is where I was stumped. I realized that when it came to actually writing them down, I didn’t know how to properly phrase my questions. I ended up using words like “transformation”, and asking Dee about her “decison to finally become a woman”.
During the interview, which we had over coffee, Dee talked more intimately about being a transsexual woman; her discoveries and struggles that ultimately led to her emancipation. It was during this interview, woman to woman, that Dee illuminated me. I left that interview with something Dee said; a phrase that I will not soon forget as it left an indeliable mark on my own understanding of what makes a woman.

Dee Mendoza and other members of Task Force Pride pose for SAS trademark campaign for Worlds AIDS Day 2009 "Dare to Bare". Photo by Mitch Mauricio
“We are so much more than our bodies. When we think of ourselves and others in terms of their anatomy and their genetalia, it is as if we are reducing ourselves to bits and pieces.”
I am privileged to re-tell Dee’s story of discovery and triumphant self-love here in this post.
Clothes may make a man, but it doesn’t make a woman. I have always been a woman even though I had to wear men’s clothes. Cross dressing — that is me in men’s clothes — started at a very young age.
I was born with a male body. Thus, I was expected to perform conventionally in the role of male; act male, be heterosexual, have girl friends, and eventually a wife.
It never felt right. From my earliest memories I knew I was not comfortable in some way. From an early age, I identified far more with my childhood girl friends than boyfriends. It went on until college, up to the first few years of my employment in my current job. As I grew up, the only path open to me was the so called gay role. But I soon discovered that wasn’t me.
In the Philippines, we only have two terms: “bakla” and “tomboy”. And this posed a problem for me. I felt neither term appropriately described me. Even in the LGBT (lesbian, gay, bi-sexual and transsexual) community, when I would introduce myself by saying, “I’m Dee and I’m a woman.”, I would be laughed at. People would snicker and say, “Masyado ka naman ilusionada.” [You're deluded.]
Meeting the word “transgender” was one of the turning points of my life. It was then that I truly began to discover who I was, who I am, who I have always been, in respect to my sexuality, and my gender. I knew then that I was, and always had been, gender female, and a heterosexual woman.
There was no transformation, there was just an AFFIRMATION. A declaration to myself and to the world that my gender is female and that I am a woman. In retrospect, I have always thought myself to be female since the earliest recollection of my memory. It was later blurred by the dictates of society and it became clear again to me when I reached the affirmative point in my life where I rediscovered I am woman.
The day I rediscovered who I am was the day I was set free. I was never felt happier, more confident. It was as if a whole new world awaited me.
Before that, I felt so trapped. Before the realization, I lived a life behind a mask. Always pretending to be someone I was not. I was always unhappy, unfulfilled.
This is me, free and unmasked. This is who I am. Who I have always been. I was always Dee. That wasn’t always my name, but I have always been who I am. I felt it from an early age, but as described, rebelled against my imposed identity and now, I am myself both outwardly as well as well as inwardly.
The reality is that the conventional view that there is only male and female, heterosexual and homosexual, and that one should conform to the expected norms, is simply, wrong. Human, life, all life for that matter, is more complex and more interesting than that.
Of course, there are still some constraints for me. These are not of my choosing. Instead they are imposed by those around me, by some sections of our society, in its ignorance and bigotry, when it tries and sometimes succeeds in restricting my right to be who I am. I face this daily.
Sometimes it’s in the form of a waiter who perhaps doesn’t know better and refers to me as “he”. When you see someone dressed as a woman, representing and expressing herself as a woman, isn’t it but right, but natural, to refer to her as “her”?
Even the mundane activity of going to a public bathroom poses difficulty for transwomen. It hasn’t happened to me, but I have heard of instances where others [transwomen] were asked to leave a ladies’ room. Why does that have to be done? To use myself as an example, what harm could I possibly do in a ladies’ room? Look at other women’s vaginas? But can you imagine the possible harm that could befall me if I go to a men’s room?
Before, I used to pay Php150 for coffee at Starbucks just so I could use their restrooms which are not gender specific. This caused me to have a urinary tract infection. Other girls I know would pay for a movie ticket even if they didn’t want to watch the movie just so they could sneak into the restroom.
A few years ago, I was fired from my job because I started to express my real gender by growing my hair and putting on women’s garb.
The reason for termination was, of course, something else other than that. I actively searched for a job after that, enduring as many as 3 interviews in a week. This went on for 6 months. I even applied for entry-level positions in Marketing, which were way below my qualifications. I would be called for an interview upon seeing my resume, but when they saw me, they’d politely come up with a reason for the rejection of my application. An unforgettable encounter I had with a prospective employer was when he said, to my face, “We’re okay with gays but not with the likes of you.”
Fortunately now, I am employed by an equal opportunity employer who judges me based on my performance and not what’s between my legs or how I choose to present myself. I had to prove myself and work hard, but it paid off. I have earned the respect of my supervisor and colleagues and have been with the same company for the last 6 years.
I am also in a healthy, loving relationship. My partner looks at me and treats me as a woman. I told him from the start that I am a transsexual woman and he said: “It doesn’t change the way I feel about you”. My partner has always been heterosexual and I wouldn’t want to have it any other way. I wouldn’t want to go out with a man interested in other men.
He first proposed to me on a trip to London. We were outside the church where Princess Diana got married and he knelt down and proposed. I told him it wasn’t the right time yet, and I think it may have hurt him, but after a year, he proposed again and I said yes.
I’m incredibly happy. Because of the Gender Recognition Law in the UK, ours will not be a civil partnership, it will be a marriage. Being married has always been my dream as a child to and now it’s going to happen. I’m going to make it happen. It’s the ultimate affirmation of my femininity. I am going to be part of a legitimate and recognized couple.
Suffice to say that there is nothing really that remarkable about transpeople, beyond the struggles we have to overcome to be accepted as just as normal, just as clever, just as nice just as nasty — just the same as everybody else.
We just have to try harder, and do more than most to prove it. And all we want is a level playing field, an equal chance to succeed.
Dee is also one of the co-founders of STRAP or Society of Transsexual Women of the Philippines , the first and only transgender support and advocacy group. For more information on STRAP, log-on to their website or e-mail strapmanila@gmail.com. Readers are encouraged to read the Transgender 101 page of the website before making their inquiries.
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