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I reserve my right to be complex.
Are you with women who only bleed monthly on their cycles?
Gender is the poetry each of us makes out of the language we are taught.
surrenderin is unimaginably more dangerous than struggling for survival!
My right to be me is tied with a thousand threads to your right to be you.
I live proudly in a body of my own design. I defend my right to be complex
I began to feel the pleasure of the weightless state between here and there
everybody's scared, but if you don't let your fears stop you, that's bravery!
I learned that strength, like height, is measured by who you're standing next to.
It’s a beauty one isn’t born with, but must fight to construct at great sacrifice.
I think girls and boys should be able to be any way they want to be without getting picked on.
People of all sexes have the right to explore femininity, masculinity-and the infinite variations between-without criticism or ridicule.
More exists among human beings than can be answered by the simplistic question I'm hit with every day of my life: "Are you a man or a woman?
You're more than just neither, honey. There's other ways to be than either-or. It's not so simple. Otherwise there wouldn't be so many people who don't fit.
If I'm not with a butch everyone just assumes I'm straight. It's like I'm passing too, against my will. I'm sick of the world thinking I'm straight. I've worked hard to be discriminated against as a lesbian
We have not always been forced to pass, to go underground, in order to work and live. We have a right to live openly and proudly...when our lives are suppressed, everyone is denied an understanding of the rich diversity of sex and gender expression and experience that exist in human society.
I didn't want to be different. I longed to be everything grownups wanted, so they would love me. I followed all their rules, tried my best to please. But there was something about me that made them knit their eyebrows and frown. No one ever offered a name for what was wrong with me. That's what made me afraid it was really bad. I only came to recognize its melody through this constant refrain: 'Is that a boy or a girl?'