My life, due to being an absurd effete trans dude

Is an eternal wacky cross dressing comedy.

Like “whoops, look at him getting sent to the women’s changing room because he somehow got himself into a situation where he has to be checked for breast cancer”

*cue laugh track*

…actually someone should do a like Some Like It Hot type comedy but the dude is just me and the joke is just endlessly “people think this obvious man is a lady” and the joke is treated as blatantly obvious the entire time and suuuper kooky when in reality it’s just sort of the grim reality of just being constantly misgendered

So in therapy I found out I’ve been in denial about being a dude for years and years, but also like I am fairly content living as my over the top drag queen self… as long as like I work towards being acknowledged as that more.

Like, I’m not butch or masc or whatever at all, I’m a gigantic queen, but like… I was talking about my gender feels and my therapist had me (without thinking) place myself on a gender spectrum, and well guess where my lil’ X ended up.

People who like supposedly actively support non-binary people

are like often super happy to mock gender variant people who don’t openly identify as nbs, people love to mock unusual looking folks and be like “Well if you just looked normal you could get a job” when it’s like them very clearly expressing some shit re: gender.

You shouldn’t need people to have the hall pass of an identity before you accept that they have reasons for looking the way they look.