It was a busy weekend. Hung out with old friends and got sick. Still recovering.
I wanted to chat a bit about my decision to not feed into the hyper-masculine vision of transitioning. Lots of physical things are changing like my muscles but I still pluck my eyebrows. I still fancy looking fancy. I joke that I am a gay man that loves woman. And honestly, I feel most at home with woman and gay men. I've tried bonding with straight men... but I usually can't click. (I am a vibes type of guy... if we don't vibe. we don't vibe. period)
I really identify as queer. Sometimes as trans. But more just on the outside... part of the queer community.
It's nice to be able to pass as so many things: a lesbian, a straight man, a gay man, a trans-person. To live a life full of different perspectives, an insider and an outsider. It's an ability to embody the other side. It's like being a spy.
One of my favorite trans-youtubers makes perfect sense of this identity seesaw:
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