What a perfect thing for young people to do. There is soooo much emphasis on being either a man or a woman and the correct way to do that that it seems the perfect response. Sorry folks, I'm not playing your game. Good for them.

about this and a whole range of topics.

Remembering myself at age thirteen I have to admit I was absolutely clueless.

Kudos to Amelia and all who sail with her!

...a rejection not so much of physiological gender as of the cultural definition, roles, expectations, and baggage that goes with gender.

At least for some people. For others, yes, the physiological dysphoria is very real and I'm glad language is evolving.

But our profoundly sick, patriarchal culture has defined "male" and "female" in so many dysfunctional, toxic ways that I can readily understand a smart young person deciding to opt out of THAT shit.

It's all good, as far as I'm concerned.

My identity was shaped in the 50s and 60s and I'm more comfortable with "she/her" than not, but I have never, ever been comfortable with the assumption that because of that identity I would automatically find males sexually attractive but not females.

I never understood what the f***was up with that, not during my first partnership (would have been a marriage had that been possible back then) with another woman, nor at any time since.

The concept of gender as anything other than physiology is just too complicated and weird and oppressive anymore.

wearily,
Bright

Old now and when I was around 4 I knew I was not a girl but I wasent a boy either.

I had no words for it in the 70s. All I knew is I was not one or the other.

I struggled with it for a long time with no words.

I am a non binary transmale asexual demi otherkin I had a feline soul and no way to explain all of it to anybody let alone myself.

Back than if I told anyone even a therapist they didnt understand so I tried to explain it better and end up digging myself into a hole I knew made no sense to the listener.

They'd either blow me off or call it a symptom of my mental illness or worse they tried to force me be female.

So I shut up about it and gave therapists some canned normal answers just to keep them from asking.

As soon as the web appeared I did searches for hours with navigator search typing in various words I had used to discribe myself and soon I found others with the same situations and identities.

Often I cried my eyes out just knowing I was not alone like this.

I know what I am. I have always known.

I am so thankful to the younger generations for giving me the words to say it..