What is the definition of a woman?

Many of the trans females I know are principally concerned with survival in a society which, all too often, threatens their well-being, physically, and emotionally. Among the street kids, they are often the most at risk.

The most disposable. Many are beaten, rped, killed. Trans women who are not living marginal lives frequently face violence. Work place discrimination also remains epidemic. Under reported though it often is, for

these individuals the human rights struggle is very real, often with tragic results. These women are my sisters, and I honour and respect their struggle to gain the same rights and privileges available to cisgender

women. As a psychologist, I am mindful of the fact that, in the final analysis, our minds determine our true identity.
 
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The biological sex is determined in the womb. Male or female. The most obvious characteristic is our *******s, but clearly it goes deeper than that (such as ovaries etc.). Behavior - whether one acts as a woman is expected to act socially, is debatable. What cannot be changed is our biology.

A woman is someone born with XX chromosomes, or XY. This determines male or female. There is a tiny % of people who are born with ambiguous *******s. This number doesn't really relate to the current question of Trans.

In our history, women have had to fight for their privileges and basic human rights. This is above and beyond what males of our species has had to do. We should continue to respect this, and honor that challenge. Trans people seem to want to hijack these wins and claim them for their own, which is both disrespectful and confusing. IMO. YMMV.

Even biological sex isn't always black and white. Up to 1.7 % of the population are born in some form of intersex state.

As far as trans goes, I wouldn't assume that everyone who identifies as such has a state of mind the same as mine and is making choices to game the system. I am not trans so I don't know what leads people to recognize that they are but I give them the same benefit of doubt I do anyone else and let them tell me what that means.
 
I wish people well who are concerned about what Sex they are when they reach 18 years old.
21 and most know who they are is a thought. My concern is who gets special treatment because they can.
I believe that is called privileged. Trans play trans in sports, Gays play gays games in bed. Bisexual play bisexual. The rest
falls thru the cracks is a thought. Not concerned about their private lives just the public privileged stuff.

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IDK Warri. That's a muscular looking male forearm caressing her chin. My guess is he's a contemporary or thereabouts. You should get out more.

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First point, the wealthy are able to afford the time to go to the gym to give them forearms and a body that other men develop by hard physical labour. The rest of the man in the photo is not shown so we are unable to assess his whole physique to determine his age.

Second point, the young woman is wearing what looks like a very solid gold chain to the beach? My intuition tells me that it was a gift for the man she is gazing at with such adoration.

Lastly, I do get out but don't go to the beach because the drive is long and tiresome and because I burn to a crisp in 30 minutes. Thinking of my post, I now remember something from years ago when I was visiting my sister in Queensland. Hubby and I took our two young nieces to Noosa for a beach swim. There were a few women there wearing only the bottom half of their bikinis. One in particular caught my attention.

The young woman had a stunning body, lean, lithe and tan. She was escorted by a middle aged man as they paraded up and down the beach along the water's edge where everyone on the beach was sure to see them. They were both wearing seriously expensive gold jewellery and the man had his chest puffed out and his gut sucked in. The impression I got was that he was very pleased with himself that he could afford his lifestyle and the woman on his arm.

Of course I could be wrong, but one thing I am sure of. The young woman was not his daughter.
 
Last night I attended a birthday party for my oldest grandchild. She has a chromosomal variation - trisomy X. In other words she is a female (XX) with an extra X chromosome (XXX). Because of this she has had a number of developmental difficulties and social disadvantages.

Trisomy X - Wikipedia

In spite of this she has done rather well and although living on a disability pension, is managing her finances and is in a steady relationship with a man who is studying to become a physiotherapist.

She has an interesting collection of friends including some with intellectual disabilities and some from the fringes of society who do not see her as a lesser being. At the party family and friends mixed freely.

I spent quite a lot of time talking to Helen, a trans woman in her 70s. Helen was quite a sight. She was dressed like a middle aged women but her masculine features made her look rather grotesque. Her neck needed a shave and I found it hard not to keep looking at the white hairs sprouting there.

Helen had been married and was divorced but she talked about her school days when she felt out of place in all boys catholic schools. Her feelings were clearly suppressed until much later in life.

However, the conversation was not limited to gender issues. We talked about our family histories and Australian military history. Australian politics and politicians got an airing and we were on the same page on many issues.

This was the first time I had met, let alone talked to, a trans woman. Apart from her rather bizarre appearance, I found it a very enjoyable experience. As I left the party I told her how much I had enjoyed our conservation. After all, we were just two older human beings exploring each other by talking naturally at a party. One a female from birth, the other a female by choice who had had a very difficult road travelled to arrive at her destination.
 
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