I figured I would post this here, because lately people have been misgendering me on many fics that I've written, which is okay if you're new and haven't seen my writing before but this is a coming out for the new people.
I am trans, male pronouns or agender ones, I identify as a gay, male, while having a physical body of a female. He/him, or they/them.
This is what I'd like to call how I describe being trans.
So being trans is like being trapped in a burning building. Day after day, after day.
But for some reason, only you can tell that the building is on fire. So you have to scream and cry and fight to have someone finally see that something isn't right.
So maybe someone finally calls 911 to get help for you, and you can see the firetruck and ambulances in the distance, but there's a lot of traffic tonight. So you sit and watch help crawl ever so slowly closer, you know help is coming and for some reason that makes waiting even more painful.
In the meantime, maybe the people standing outside try to help. But all they have are fucking ice cubes. so they throw them but they melt before they get to the core. Their attempts to make you feel better dont actually help at all. They don't know how to really help, they don't know how it feels to be trapped in a burning building, because theirs aren't on fire.
But every once in a while someone finds a way in. They drag a tub of cool water to sit in, and they join you, to make the wait for help a little less painful. That person, would be you guys, and Thadius, I love you all so much and you make the wait a little less painful.
But then you have the fire starters, the one's that throw wood and gas to enhance the fire, making it burn even more. It hurt's, and you'll break down more than you used too. You'll become unstable. Those are the people like my family, who don't accept me, constantly misgender me, etc.
I'm constantly stuck in this burning building until I'm old enough to transition without my parents permission, but I'll be okay.
Stay alive, frens.
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