I’m going through some old papers and I found an essay I wrote in 7th grade about thinking I’m genderfluid and how I’ve gone about accepting myself. I’ve honestly blocked all of 7th grade year out of my memory and it’s crazy because it feels like I just started to accept things a couple months ago but apparently not. There was a time when I was comfortable with the label and then was made uncomfortable again by the reactions of others, as I stated in the essay. I wanted to share this cuz we all have a different journey with finding ourselves and if you’re scared of your label and have to rethink things, it’s okay. Or if you hide your label to protect yourself from others, that’s also valid. I’m still genderfluid and I’m still me. -V