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Christine Suggs is a nonbinary, fat cartoonist who draws in a simple-line, brightly colored cartoony style. The palette of the comic is shades of blues and pinks, with Christine's skin tone a sandy-peach color. Narration: I've always had a complicated relationship with my body. Image: A young Christine with indigo blue/black chin-length bob pokes at their belly while standing before a round mirror. The background is blue and they wear a pink t-shirt and pants. Narration: But then I discovered body positivity through Instagram and various podcasts. I learned about intuitive eating, joyful movement, and most importantly, that it was possible to be both FAT & HAPPY (Last two words written in pink balloon-y letters). Image: A hot pink background showcases a blue yoga mat, blue copy of the book "Health at EVERY SIZE" by Linda Bacon, and a blue iPhone with plug-in earbuds. Narration: It also took years of therapy, but eventually I realized that my body is good, and I am more than my body. "Phew!" Exhales the adult Christine, who is sitting against a peachy-pink background, leaning on one arm. They wear a light blue sports bra and indigo-black pants that match their shaved-on-the-sides-and-spikey-on-top crop of hair. "It's okay to be fat!"
Narration: As I learned to love my body, I learned to love myself, even the parts of myself I was afraid of. I came out as bisexual and my fashion sense quickly evolved to match my newfound queerness. Image: Six different incarnations of Christine stand against a light blue background. Christine 1, standing awkwardly and looking down: Shaggy, chin-length hair, zipped-up indigo-black jumper, blue jeans, and blue-black sneakers. Christine 2 stands a little more confidently, striking a bit of a coy pose: Shaggy short hair, blue t-shirt, black-blue tighter jeans, blue sneakers. Christine 3 Looks surprised at their own outfit: Very short hair, pink slip-on shoes, and a short white sleeveless summer dress with blue stripes. Christine 4 stands waving at us, looking content: Short hair, white sleeveless blouse with collar, long pink skirt, and blue fancy shoes with tiny heels. Christine 5 Stands super confidently, hands on hips, legs in a strong stance: Pink crop of hair on top, shaved on the sides. They wear a pink jumpsuit and black-blue sneakers. Christine 6 is in the middle of a hopping pose, landing on one foot with the other leg bent behind them. They make the V sign with their fingers, looking delighted. They longer crop of pink hair on top of their head is off-set by the shaved sides. They wear a bright pink sleeveless jumper-like suit and blue sandals.
Narration: I changed my appearance more and more, chasing this strange feeling that eventually I'd come to identify as gender euphoria. I felt POWERFUL, QUEER, BRAVE, confident. Image: Against a salmon-pink backdrop, various incarnations of Christine float in different poses. Some of them are fully nude, showing their belly stretchmarks, unshaved legs, and mermaid leg tattoo. Their hair length and style changes across the scene. Articles of blue clothing float around with them. "More jumpsuits!" A tiny Christine in overalls exclaims. Narration: I wore so many crop tops, proudly flaunting my belly and boobs in a way I could never have dreamed of when I was younger. Image: In a blue grocery store, a masked Christine pushes a shopping cart. Their blue-black mask matches their crop top, and contrasts against their hot pink bottoms. Narration: But even as I got more and more comfortable showing my body, I felt less and less like it was a woman's body. The label of "woman" was like a shirt that didn't fit anymore. Image: A salmon-colored shirt sits over a light pink background.
Narration: Eventually I came out as genderqueer/nonbinary and transgender. Basically, I don't identify as either a man or a woman. When someone sees me, I want them to think: "they're queer!" "And hot!" Confidently adds Christine, who is reclining seductively on the bright pink floor, against a light blue background. Narration against a pale pink-peach background: A lot of trans and nonbinary narratives in the media focus on dysphoria* and the medical transition some trans and nonbinary people seek to alleviate that feeling. But I didn't experience dysphoria in that way. *The sometimes very intense feeling of your gender identity not matching up with your body. Narration: For a while I felt like I wasn't trans enough because I don't want to alter my body. In a blue room, Christine sits on a peach couch fretting as they ask, "Maybe I'm just doing this for attention?? what if it's just a phase? I bought a binder, but I don't want top surgery. Is that okay? It's not like I have real dysphoria, I just like playing with gender!" The text "internalized transphobia" points to them.
"But following queer and nonbinary fat people online reminds me that trans people can look like anyone!" Christine says with bright pink stars in their eyes as they admire several other fully nude people. They are all in a salmon colored space with one person who has orange-y brown skin, small breasts, a round tummy, thick thighs, and long flowing black-blue hair that swoops down to their tummy. Another person has chestnut brown skin, a swoop of short blue-black hair, facial hair stubble, hair over their chest, forearms, and belly. They have salmon-pink scars over their pectoral muscles. A third person with pale beige skin sits in a blue wheelchair demurely with their wavey blue hair flowing around them. Narration: Now when I look in the mirror, I see my body for what it is: a fat, soft, and powerful vessel. It's a nonbinary body, complete with [arrows point from the following words, indicating these body parts on Christine] killer boobs, tattoos, body hair, stretchmarks, and a squishy belly. Image: Against a blue backdrop, Christine sits nude posing proudly in front of their reflection, admiring all the features of their body. Narration: I fought long and hard to love this body and I want to continue that. Against a bright pink background, Christine declares, "My body is fat, trans, and mine." as they hug themself.

"My body is fat, trans, and mine." For Nonbinary Awareness Week, we're re-sharing Christine Suggs' comic from our archive about their gender journey.

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Why Not Both? by Menthaam

Menthaam depicts herself as a pinky-orange cat-person who wears a big baggy knitted sweater with a white Peter Pan collar poking out around the neck. She sits with a mug in her hand, talking to another blue cat-person who plays on her phone while they both sit in their own easy chairs. The Friend says confidently, "You know- I have never understood how it's possible to fall for someone of the same sex as me. I just can't imagine dating another girl!" Menthaam responds, "Oh? There's nothing strange about it." Her interest piqued, the Friend leans forward, asking incredulously, "Oh yeah? Would you be able to do it?" Laughing good naturedly, Menthaam shares, "Dude, I'm bi. I've dated both guys and girls!" "No way!" Exclaims the friend, now a little embarrassed but also curious. "I hope I wasn't rude? But, like I'd love to know more!" "Sure!" Replies Menthaam. "To be honest it took me a long time to figure out."
Menthaam stands next to a child-like illustration, showing a stick-figure version of Menthaam (labelled "Me") and a blue canine-person (labelled "Boy"). Shrugging, Menthaam explains, "Before puberty, I had no doubts at all! I definitely liked boys!" Now we see a brown cat-like person with pink hair who is texting with a smitten Menthaam. The narration reads, "And then one day I mutually fell in love for the first time. It was long distance, and I was like, "Wow, what a cool guy!" And only when we met for the first time, I realized I'd been growing feelings-" Here Menthaam and the new person are united, holding hands as they walk. "FOR A GIRL!" Exclaims Menthaam, seeing her partner for the first time.
Narration: It filled me with doubts and confusion about my sexuality. Image: Alone, Menthaam unlocks her door while looking thoughtful. Narration: Coming home and thinking hard, I realized that my feelings remained the same. Image: She hangs the lesbian pride flag on her wall. Narration: Being interested only in her, I concluded that I must be a lesbian. Now back in the sitting room with her friend from the beginning of the story, Menthaam takes a sip of her drink and concludes her story with, "Shortly after, as happens, we broke up." "Aw yeah- early romance. What happened next" Asks the friend, on the edge of her seat. "Well..." Menthaam drinks from her mug. "I met some one new, and- it was a guy!" Sitting beneath her lesbian pride, Menthaam looks up at it in confusion. Narration: My new found attraction had me in a loop. Maybe I wasn't gay? And what did that mean to who I was? "Maybe my relationship with that girl was a mistake or mere teenage infatuation?" She asks herself, head in her hands. "What if the attraction to women is simply imposed on me by society? Or maybe relationships with men were a mistake. What if I've been making the wrong choice all this time?"
Menthaam takes the form of a big pink anthropomorphized ball being batted between two blue figures, one labelled "Gay" and the other "Straight". Narration: I was tormented by doubts for several years. Narration: Sometimes I felt that I was more attracted to girls, but other times I was more strongly attracted to guys. Menthaam, back to her cat form, sits on an old-fashioned apothecary scale which wobbles back and forth between the weight of a girl fox and a box fox. "I can't just pick one!" She exclaims. "For a long time, I shied away from finding a real partner." She shrugs.
Back again in the living room with her blue friend, she pal exclaims, "Yeesh! I had no idea. That really sounds tough. Did you ever figure things out?" "Yep!" Chirps Menthaam happily. "In the end it was as simple as not caring as much. I don't have to stop at any one point. My sexuality can move around that's ok!" We focus on her hands, texting away on a phone which speaks hearts into a word balloon. Narration: I found support from similar people online. It helped me come to a realization, that it's ok and normal to be attracted to all kinds of different people, and that it's ok to shift and change. "Right now-" She says, standing proudly as her friend applauds her. "I feel bisexual and proud of it!" By Menthaam - http://Twitter.com/Menthaam Transcribed by Erika Moen 5/2/2024
Menthaam knew she was straight until she fell for a boy online… who turned out to be a girl! Clearly, her sexuality required a deeper investigation after that.

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