being transgender is about thinking "hmm. something is up with my gender"
being transgender is about thinking "hmm. something is up with my gender"
every year i have my hemming and hawwing session when i open the dusty jar of gender that sits in the back of my closet and ask it "how ya doing in there lil guy" and it hoots at me and i nod and put the lid back.
It took me so long to get to the point where I was willing to accept that, but: yeah that's it. That's all there is to it
my car has that and a blinking orange arrow that means "TRANSMISSION FAILURE!!!" (it's only a mild failure)
and then continuing to be haunted by it, just in evolving ways, yeah
Adjusting my rear-view mirror and squinting confusedly when I notice my Gender back there
I just ate my gender. I was hungry and I wasn't using it. Didn't taste good tbh, but it beat nothing.