Diary of a Non-Binary

Part Eleven

*After gym walking to the next class with a friend*

"So guess what," I said

"What?" She replied

"There's a guy that goes into the girls' locker room every single day"

"Ok... then..."

"It's me."

"Oh ok, so if you're a guy, why do you use the girls' locker room?"

"Because the administrators still think I'm a girl"

"Well we should change that."

"That'll take a while..."

Swimming is difficult. I still have to wear a girl's swimsuit and cover your chest, even though I shouldn't need to. If it were up to me, I would just wear a pair of swim shorts and swim like that, just because I want to be able to feel more like myself. I guess I'll have to wait for top surgery for that sort of thing.

    Onthe topic of surgery, the only things I want personally are my breasts removedand to start on testosterone. I don't really care for having a dick, and myboyfriend said he wasn't so sure about it anyways. I know I'm not getting onejust because he doesn't want me to. If I wanted one I would get one regardless,but I don't. People don't seem to understand that I don't have to get a dick tobe a guy. Some people do want full top and bottom surgery. Some people don'twant any. It's just a matter of preference. It doesn't make anyone's gender lessvalid than someone who does more to their body.    

*After a class, talking to an ignorant asshole*

"I got called 'she' 6 times just in that one class, by the same person."

"Ha ha!"

*During lunch*

"So Ayla's pissed now about the fact you want to be called a guy." Joey told me.

"Wait, so, what are your pronouns then?" Max asked.

"Um, just normal male pronouns." I said.

"Oh awesome, if you ever need anything I can be your go-to guy. I will adopt you and make you my little brother."

"Oh, ok then."

"Sorry, is this overwhelming?"

"Just a bit, yeah."

"Oh sorry, I just got excited."

"It's ok, it made me happy."