I’ve been out for years and it’s no secret, but I’m an AFAB (assigned female at birth) nonbinary transgender person. I have long purple hair, a little scruffy beard, have a whole Disney princess sleeve on one arm, and have been on testosterone for a little over a year.
Needless to say, strangers don’t perceive me as a man, and, as time goes on, I get perceived as a woman less and less. Slowly but surely, I’m reaching a point where strangers do a double take every time they see me because they can’t figure out what I was assigned at birth.
And that’s exactly what I want. I’m nonbinary, I’m neither a man nor a woman, and I don’t want to be perceived as either.
I’m also visibly trans. Recently, in the drive-thru at Jack-in-the-Box of all places, the attendant at the window asked if I was trans. It was…
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