#non binary things

[foxs0x]

My nb bi ass being forever confused

[mbrainspaz]

my parents: surely our totally normal child will shortly resume doing normal things as expected if we just shun and shame hard enough.

me: [guy with short hair and a rainbow tank top and ancient Egyptian patterned leggings squatting in the grass outside a barn at night while tenderly holding an insanely large frog]

[treesampling]

It's not that I WANT to be a man it would just be a funny little gag to have a dick ya know?

[l-ecriture-des-choses]

How hard it is to come out to yourself.

I have no word to put on it. I cannot say it, I cannot even think it. I don’t know.

I am in a lesbian bar, surrounded by lesbian women. They don’t know about me. I don’t know either. But I sit with them and they laugh with me, and I understand them. Their words, their jokes, their feelings. They say “us, lesbians”. They think I am one of them. If they think that, then it might… I might… maybe. Right? If they agree, then maybe I could. Maybe I can.

How hard it is to come out to yourself. To give the verdict, to admit, to confess.

I am asked about my gender. Why? Is there a word they are expecting? I have none. It doesn’t mean anything. That I changed the name I go by, that I changed the way I look, that I never correct anyone. They say the word for me. I am neither, I am both. Is that what they understood? Is that what I have been showing? If it is, then maybe…

How hard it is to come out to yourself. It will be real if I say it. It will be real, if I say it.

There is no word for it. I simply have no interest in this, with anyone, ever. It has been years. It will be years more, it will be forever, yet the word, it’s not for me. I am not. I do not know. “You are ace, aren’t you?” Aren’t I? Am I? Sure I fit the definition, sure I share all their experiences and feelings, but it doesn’t mean, it doesn’t mean…

How hard it is to come out to yourself.

I am scared. I cannot say. I’ll let you. If you say so, if you see it, if you recognize me, put the word in my mouth. The mirror stays silent when I need it to talk, I will be in your eyes before I am in mine. If you accept it, then maybe. Maybe.

[fishshapedbun]

no but WHY are characters covered in bandages and/or band-aid so gender???

[i-will-eat-dynamite]

sometime i think the reason i have bad feelings about my body is because we allow hard edges on girls more than we allow soft lines on boys

[hyperfixatedthot]

my gender is: creepy androgynous character in a horror mange/anime, grandpa cardigans (but only the colorful ones), 80s goth icon robert smith, young handsome priest who just moved to your parish that is slightly too into demonology, dark red roses, bat jewlery, being called a good girl in bed while using they/them pronouns, kurt cobain in the heart shaped box music video

[one-hundred-small-pineapples]

When you’re non binary and want top surgery cause your big tiddies give you gender dysphoria but your brother’s fiancé (who forced being a bridesmaid upon you btw) tells you to wait until after her wedding

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Like stepmom’s suggestion of waiting till I’m 18 to really think about it is better (even tho I’ve been thinking about it for like 3 years and even before I came out hated my chest) but You did not just tell me to continue living with gender dysphoria until fucking October (this was back in like late 2020) just so you can have your Southern Baptist wedding wtf ma’am