“There are only two genders.” My dad.
“But in other cultures-” Me.
“They don’t apply here.” My mom.
“Why not?” Me.
“Because I don’t like it.” My classmate.
“That doesn’t mean it doesn’t exist. It doesn’t mean I don’t exist.” Me.
“It’s against God.” My church.
“I think God loves no matter what.” Me.
“You’ll go to hell.” My priest.
“You’re so hateful I’ll see you there.” Me.
“You just want attention.” My depression.
“Please...I just want to be myself.” Me.
“You can. Just so long as you fit what we say.” Them.