Why is it that so many otherwise rad AFABs from my generation shy away from the non-binary label… despite so many of you intimating to me that you wished you had found out about it sooner?
Do you know how many trans girls there are who cracked their eggs in their seventies? TONNES! So much so that it’s way easier for their generation to find support groups than it is for me… talk about survivorship bias.
Is it that you don’t want to be slovenly, unkempt trans men? I get that. I never wanted to be a man either!
(Trans men, I kid because I love but I know a lot of you have learned it’s really easy to pass if you just stop shaving and showering. Also, here’s a mildly condescending phrase that some AFABs can sometimes be careless with but in reverse: welcome to manhood. Us gals are gonna gently poke fun at your foibles because we don’t have the power to change them.)
But let me tell you something many of us trans gals have learned about and some of the badass AFABs in their twenties are onto too…
She/they 🤯🤯🤯🤯
Wild, right? You can be a NON-BINARY WOMAN! IT’S TRUE! ALL YOU HAVE TO DO IS BELIEVE YOU ARE! It’s really that simple.
Now, I know what you’re thinking. “They? Nah sis. That ain’t me. I like being her.” That’s cool. You don’t have to change your pronouns. I’m a non-binary she/her and I’m not the only one! You don’t even have to come out to anyone. You can just be. It’s totally alright.
So why am I sending this message? Because I’ve just heard from so many of you this exact same story and it’s a little disheartening. There’s a whole invisible sibling/sisterhood waiting out there for all of you!
And… also… do you know how many trans girls finally managed to crack their egg when someone finally told them “you know if you want to be a girl you can just be a girl”? I think the probability of that sentence being in a trans girl’s origin story is somewhere in the range of one.