Gender Queer
Maia KobabeSözler ve Alıntılar
The clearest metaphor I had for my own gender identity in college was the image of a scale. A huge weight had been placed on one side, without my permission. I was constantly trying to weigh down the other side. But the end goal wasn't masculinity, the goal was balance.
So instead of asking people to do something to make you feel more comfortable, you'd rather just feel a little uncomfortable all the time? You'd rather internalize and carry that discomfort every time someone who loves you misgenders you?
But there were a lot of points I never finished making. Will I ever feel like I've completely explained myself?