Androgyny

This is going to get personal. In the past year, you’ve seen me dance around what goes on in my life without giving you the full meat of it.

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This is something I’ve felt almost my whole life but it’s easy to push away and out of your mind.  I’ve always felt like there’s two sides to me: a direct, confrontational one and a little lamb. I’m not talking about that annoying female dichotomy of being an independent sexualised vixen against the housewife. I mean: I don’t fall neatly into the category of what it means to be a woman. There are many areas in my life where I feel masculine.

I’m probably just sounding crazy but I’m just going to say it. There are parts of me composed of man and parts of me composed as woman. And I don’t mean physically. Don’t be stupid about it. I’m not confused. There are just places where I behave like a man and places where I’m like a woman.

I’ve said in the past that I’d date a girl if we both liked each other and it made sense for us to date (my same rules for dating guys) but it was never a huge epiphany for me. I just accepted that as truth. This is harder because I don’t want to change my exterior to reflect my masculine side. I like looking like a girl and I understand the privilege of cis-passing exteriors. I don’t take that for granted. But I cannot deny my direct, confrontational, assertive, and cunning self either. I am someone that falls in between the two traditional genders and that makes me androgynous.

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