If I had a shiny pound for every time a cis person has asked me that about being trans I would finally be able to live my childhood dream –
Honestly, that much money.
And it isn’t just the pain and aggravation that the question causes. It’s the way in which it shapes the trans narrative as as whole, and the internal experiences of trans people as we try to live up to that narrative “perfection”.
So here’s how it should go in the eyes of many cis people: I knew that I was a little boy from the moment I could articulate the words ‘boy’ and ‘girl’. I played with typically “boyish” toys, and insisted on having my hair cropped. I was distraught over my lack of a penis and told the world to treat me as a boy. And the minute I found out about the possibility of…
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