Well there you go, 2nd time I could ever come out anywhere. Oof. Yow. That just feels worse the more I think about it. It's not like one living soul ever responded positively to this fact. Can I get an "I" on the group label? Do I even want representation more than to be rid of some bugged out chromosome? Why would I even want the American medical establishment to know me this well? Big nope to doctors on this one too. I wouldn't mind a physical from someone who's not shrugging off my pathophysiology but who could that be? Doctors & TSA grabbing my junk is not fun, so why should I be fussed about the consequences of avoiding reminders of molestation?

By the way I'd be happy to help with some IT security for The Mighty just for my own peace of mind. Being ostracised this much sure taught me a lot of ethical hacking wisdom. The overwhelming feeling is that I'm more acceped among machinery. If mighty staffers want help with bots & trolls & AI & IT I just want to pay something forward rather than ruminate on my wacky self.

It's a good thing to lose sleep over when the only person I ever told this to IRL stands to benefit from more perspective someday though. One person out of billions is the only reason I'm even alive to say this.