So, to answer my own question of why I’m not a man yet here is what I’ve come to. I will never be a man if I continue to label myself as a work in progress person. If I continue at this rate two, then five, then fifteen years on T will begin to feel like a fruitless quest of self fulfilment. And it’s just not.
Author: Evelyn Redfern
We tend to forget to check ourselves, and though I don’t like complaining about queer representation, since we still have so little of it in the grand scheme of things, this is not something I can stand by and accept.
People on the asexual spectrum come to an impasse when on the apps — you either label yourself as asexual and no one swipes right on you, or you don’t and force yourself to enjoy make-out sessions and lingering touches as you internally melt.
I should not have been explaining non-binary identity to my senior school director at the age of 17, just as my peers should not have spent their lives dodging homophobic jokes just for the chance to be included in their “normal” peer groups.
Equal rights and equal respect are the least to ask for, yet lately, it seems practically humorous to suggest such a thing.