Diary of a Non-Binary

Part Seven

    Therewas this one example someone did about being trans* that I thought was prettycool. What you do is have someone write their name with their non-dominanthand. When they stop, ask them when they knew that it wasn't the hand theyshould be writing with. They'll most likely say "pretty early". Ask them whythey knew it was the wrong hand, they'll say "it just is" or "I don't know". Ilike this example because you really don't know why your gender is how it is,but it just is. There is no reason for it, it just happens. There's somethingin your mind from the day you are born that tells you what gender you are, andit can happen to be completely different from your biological sex. Some peopledon't get that gender and sex are two completely separate things.

There doesn't have to be a label on you. I have no idea what to call myself. There are some words that I have researched that sort of make sense. My gender could be called non-binary male, because I lean on the more masculine side of things, but I still don't completely feel like a man. My sexual preference makes no sense. I suppose the male part could make me heterosexual, and my romantic preference is panromantic, because I would only want to have a sexual relationship with a woman, but I could have a romantic relationship with anyone. Labels are confusing, which is why I tend not to want to use them. Although, I do like the idea of non-binary male. I think I'll keep that label.

The pronoun "they" always sounds so distant, so I prefer "he".

Greetings from teachers...

"Hey guys."

"And gals"

"Hey guys and gal."

It's getting to the point where I want to scream at them whenever they decide to make that point.