![]() When I met my fiancé, my view of gender changed even more. I was fascinated, surprised, and excited. When I came out as bisexual, a whole new world was opened up to me and I met people who didn’t fall within the binary at all, people who saw the sky of gender far differently than I did. This always felt wrong to me, and I never knew why. I needed to smile, to have humility, and to keep my ambition at bay. I needed to present myself in certain clothes, be kind and quiet, and never too curious. Not only that, but I had to act out a certain role in this script to receive acceptance as a woman. ![]() I grew up with this inner script that I memorized, a script that told me there was a binary of gender I had to stay within. It was viewed as if it was a newspaper: black, white, only one way to read or look at it. I grew up in a religious household, and gender was not viewed as if it was the sky. ![]() ![]() It looks different from different perspectives, and that’s ok. Maybe two people are looking at the same sky or same cloud and they see two entirely different things. The clouds move, the sun rises and it sets, stars twinkle in the evening. I like to think of gender identity like this: you’re looking up at the sky–vast, beautiful, too large and long to see it all in one glance. ![]()
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