Gender Identity

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It hurts,
It fucking hurts.
It kills,
It always did.
Sad excuses left and right,
Ignorance is left to bite…
Me.
And Us.

“Systems and plurals are crazy,”
According to this planet.
“There’s only men and women,”
According to this planet.
“There’s only heterosexuality,”
According to this planet.
“Sex define your gender identity,”
According to this planet.
“There’s only monogamy and monoamory,”
According to this planet.
“White folk deserve more than those of color,”
According to this planet.
“There’s only romance and friendship,”
According to this planet.

“Everyone’s autism is a disorder or disability,”
According to this damn planet.
“Neurodivergent folks are too loud,”
According to this damn planet.
“Fat folks are a joke,”
According to this damn planet.
“Sex and romance and love is natural among all beings,”
According to this damn planet.
“Adults can’t cry,”
According to this damn planet.
“Mental health is selfish,”
According to this damn planet.
“Trigger warnings are a joke,”
According to this damn planet.
“You should stop being poor and pay more,”
According to this damn planet.
“Everyone should identify as a human being and alterbeings, otherkin, and fictionkin folks are snowflakes and ‘cringe-worthy’,”
According to this damn planet.
“Anything that is not seen as ‘normal’ or not common should be stigmatized and criticized until it makes other folk want to closet themselves for eternity and be forced into this void of hell called “being like everyone else’,”
According to this damn forsaken planet.

Past mother’s self,
Mentally abusive.
Keeps me up,
As thoughts are still intrusive.
New mother’s self,
No longer abusive,
Past mother keeps me up,
As they are still intrusive.

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Fuck ignorance.
What’s it ever done to us?
Take the Mars and Venus symbol,
Combine them together,
And destroy it altogether.
Neither are truly me.
Take the “human” label and wash it away,
And don’t tell me I’m human,
Else I will cry,
I’ve cried too much.
Alterbeings exist anyway.
An alien hybrid trapped in this damn realm called Earth,
I love space,
I miss my home,
It was much more quieter than here,
Much more sensical than here,
Much more reasonable than here,
Much… less ignorant.

Than here.

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I am a non-binary transmasc overweight individual who is part of a system/plural. My pronouns are he/they/it, and some others. I do not identify as a human, I am alterhuman/alterbeing, although I still identify as someone of color. I’m black/mixed. I have 6 non-romantic partners who I all love equally with my entire heart and are also part of the same system I’m a part of, they are as real as ever. Also, I despise my autism being called a disorder or disability.

And I’m so sick of feeling ignored, and of what Earth had to offer for the past 20 years of my life on its ground. Thank you.

#MyAutismIsNotADisorder #nonbinary #LGBTQIA #ignorance #Poem #Vent #TW #Anxiety #SocialAnxiety #Alterhuman #otherkin #Racism #Capitalism #Trauma #Polyamory #system #plural #EndTheStigma #GenderIdentity #GenderDysphoria #MentalHealth #Awareness #earth #Homesick #StopSilencingUs

Yesterday, I ran into a man in a public bathroom.
I felt immediate distress and anxiety and then also guilt for feeling that.
The distress and anxiety are there, because I was sexually violated in a bathroom when I was about three years old. And yet, in public spaces, I often use the bathroom to destress and find relative peace again. Bathrooms are my safe spaces in the middle of chaotic restaurants, railway stations and airports. Normally, they don’t remind me of my childhood trauma anymore, unless they use a cleaning agent with a specific smell.
Until yesterday that is.
The guilt was there, because I noticed myself wishing for ‘female only’ bathrooms, a very unpopular view and I understand the reason for that. But shouldn’t all of us be able to feel safe? #GenderIdentity #SexualTrauma

My feelings on it are complicated, but basically it can be put like this.

Firstly, I will be honest and admit that I’m autosexual and autoromantic, which is mostly an ace/aro-spec identity, but it can be an identity on its own. It’s when you experience attraction to yourself and are comfortable with yourself in that way, and it is not the same as narcissism.

My gender identity is also complicated. I usually say that I’m pangender (all genders excluding cultural ones that I’m not a part of), but I also experience agenderness, so I’m really panagender.

I hope that this is a safe space to be able to say that.

#LGBTQIA #GenderIdentity

I deleted my old account because I couldn’t change my email or my username for some reason.

So I go by Danni (@MeStillHere) now for those who knew me as hanaful240. I’m nonbinary transmasc and I go by he/they/it pronouns (plus some others but those three are my main pronouns since they’re what society knows best). #GenderIdentity

So recently I've been questioning my gender - I was born a girl but I often feel like I don't fit into either male or female, and I switch between identifying myself as 'she' and 'they'.
I don't feel like I can tell anyone in my family or my friends because I don't think they'd get it, but it's really difficult being reminded I'm a girl all the time because of my name and how I look.
I've been asking to cut my hair short for more than 5 years now but I'm not allowed, and for someone who identifies as non-binary most of the time, it's difficult to have a girls name and a girls haircut and be addressed as "she" all the time.
Changing my name on here to Charlie (which is gender neutral) feels so empowering, I just wish I could do it in real life!