Please Explain to Her

She's a clueless trans woman. Please explain to her how she benefits from male privilege. Please explain to her she can't grieve the non-arrival of her period. Please explain to her she's not allowed to mourn the children she can't give birth to. Please explain to her how a nonconsensual overdose of testosterone did her a favor. Please explain to her how every time she heard the boys in the grade school locker room calling girls "***" and "***" that it didn't hurt. That it didn't tear through her like an autopsy knife on a still-breathing soul told to shut up because it's supposed to be dead. Please explain to her that she ignored what the media said about her gender until she typed the word "transgender" in the family letter. Please explain to her on her 20th birthday how she lost her family in spirit the day she was born, but was about to lose them for good when the word got out. Please explain to her in the crib, her dad coming in with a smile on his face and a hand down her diaper. Please explain how her *** saved her from attack. Please explain to her as a four-year-old girl who just came out to her dad without even knowing it, and was *** as a result. Please explain to her how male privilege had her back. Please explain to her how male privilege makes men the abusers, when she was either used by older girls for sex, or ostracized by girls her own age for being too feminine. Please explain to her when she was eight, her parents divorced, and her dad moved her into his room to become his wife for the next four years. Please explain to her how male privilege was on her side. Please explain to her how it doesn't matter she learned to striptease for strangers before she hit puberty. It doesn't matter daddy sold her as a tarted up ten year old, then tore her to shreds telling her she's a ***. Because she didn't know objectification until she ordered a bottle of blue pills. Please explain to her how it doesn't matter that her dad forced her silent with death threats and drowning attempts. It doesn't matter she was the literal punching bag, the scapegoat, the one who knows nothing and should stay quiet and listen. It doesn't matter what she was taught, because boys are encouraged to speak up. And years from now, please explain to her how she didn't know what it felt like to be a target until she signed her name for surgery. Please, explain to her. Thank you.