(Is it coming out if you were never in the closet about it?)
I don't regard myself as exclusively female, and I really never have. The way I view myself and interact with the world just does not fit into the gender binary. Sometimes I identify as more masculine than feminine, sometimes it's the reverse. I'm perpetually in flux in any given reaction or circumstance, which doesn't really lend to sticking a label on my gender identity and adhering to it.
I'm not transgendered; that's different. I'm perfectly fine with my human suit being female. I'd be fine with it being male, too; I just wish it was more functional! But I don't really have body/mind dissonance. (Well. Except for reasons that have nothing to do with gender.)
I am just sometimes a guy, and that's fine.
I use female pronouns because I grew up with them, so they feel fine applied to me. Plus the only place where I really get asked what pronouns I prefer is my BARCC colleague's pro-feminist men's group, and I choose female pronouns there because much of what they're discussing is male privilege stuff, and no matter how masculine I'm trending in any given interaction, I just do not have the male privilege.
I know that this post will not surprise people who know me in person, many of whom have noticed this without having to be told. But I encountered a pile of bitchiness today directed at me that was all cis-this and cis-that, and I was like "Um. Not cis, actually, and I'm puzzled that you are assuming that."
Because here's the thing; making blanket assumptions can be an intellectual-laziness thing, and in cases like this, it's often a way of othering people and refusing to deal with them as individuals.
But guess what? I do not fit into the gender binary. I never have. Pretty sure I never will. Who am I? I'm
Which is how you should be treating everyone anyway.
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