My experiences being gifted are kind of similar to my experiences being queer. Stick with me, here. Both giftedness and “queerness” (if you can call it that) are kind of inborn. They are traits that were always at the back of my mind, but, as neither is an external factor, took a while for me to realize. Both traits excite the same questions from cis straight people and NTs. “When did you come out?” is a common question, rather than the understanding that one must come out over and over again in a cycle of reassertion and validity of identity, no matter how others may think of me. “When did you realize you were gifted?” “When did you realize you were queer?”-- when really, both of those things took me a long time to process the apparence and meanings of. I didn’t realize I was gifted by taking an IQ test; I didn’t realize I was queer when I first kissed a girl, or when I looked through a list of genders and picked one out. There was no “aha!” moment with either of these things. Rather, discovering both took long, confused bouts of asking myself: “why do I feel different from other people?” and trying to discover who I was. Honestly, I’m still discovering who I am. Community helps with that. I like being in groups of other gifted people so that I feel understood. The same comfort comes from attending a queer youth group. I often have to fight to be understood, but both experiences of being gifted and being queer have given me unique and valuable perspectives on the world that I wouldn’t have gained otherwise. Fostering pride in those traits in an important process-- one I’m still learning. There’s also a certain amount of “screw what other people think, I am who I am” attitude that developes with both of these things. Why do I have the tendency to be a sassy little shit? Who knows.