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gender performativity

I engage in transness but with no emphasis on transition I am not one to the other I am on a continuum that can't be defined to male or female if I opened up on what parts define me you'd be in for a while my transness is not fixed my transness is evergrowing and bountiful it doesn't stop at male or female I've passed what it means to be trans I've ran the marathon and won at the finish line transness has it's own path not what cisgender people decide I live in a revelation of social control by what's under inclusivity the performance of transitioning is over I engage in transness and I exist with no finish line
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21 / Gender Nonconforming / the moon
For You?
Written by
Sharktooth
21 / Gender Nonconforming / the moon
Published
Nov 9, 2021
Lines·Words
20·120
Notes

A shocking revelation, not so shocking revelation has dawned upon me and I realize I am not aligned with simply male or female. I deviated from the socialization of female and I am now deviating from male socialization and roles. I am deviating because the performance of gender doesn't do me much anymore except back pain and bruised ribs. The performance of male or female as a trans person is often unrelenting and empty. Performing has made me hyperaroused by those perceivimg me, anxious about failing my performance and getting sexually or physically assaulted, and has honestly not done me anything good in the past year and a half. All I get from that is being gendered "he" and even that isn't really affirming. I suppose it's better than She/her but it's all in the same if it's binary.

My existence cannot be boxed into either or.

I feel as though my experience with gender is always transforming and adapting to what's most comfortable.

Being a binary trans person felt comfortable because it was the only viable option from female. Now, performing/being perceived as male is not making me comfortable.

I don't want to die a man. I don't want to die a woman. This doesn't even take into consideration how I'll always be perceived as A or B. Gender is confusing. I identify as genderqueer, but also "not available."

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#gender#transgender#glimmerpilled#lgbt#genderqueer#genderfuck
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