This is an amazing and beautiful post. I wish I really could find and hug the writer (those who know me know that it is generally my go-to when someone is upset so we would get along great on this one thing at least). Unfortunately, since I can’t hug hir, I’ll have to settle for promoting hirs message.
Note: I’m still working on non-binary pronoun usage, let me know if I did it wrong.
I’m going to tell a story every minority has experienced at some point, an example of one thing that sours what could have otherwise been a good conversation in a fairly safe environment. Now, those who know me in real life, don’t get me wrong: the environments I am currently in are about the safest I’ve ever been in as an out queer who doesn’t do binary gender. I’m incredibly grateful to be in rooms full of outspoken left-wing small-L liberals where I can say what I think and feel with very little negative consequence, and as someone who is both anxious and outspoken (believe me, that combination is insane-making at times) it goes a long way to making me feel comfortable in a world where I think twice about just sending people my new email address or linking people to my blog.
I explained to a group of…
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