Even before I learned the term "gender binary" and understood that it referred to the arbitrary (and thoroughly unscientific) notion that there are only two genders and we must all be one or the other, I knew I didn't fit in. It took years for me to figure out that my not fitting in had less to do with the shape of my body, the pace at which I developed, or my dreams, than it had to do with these ridged and unrealistic ideas of who gets to wear what, and which bathroom door it's okay to walk through. Once I figured that out, things became clearer, but no easier. Ignorance may not be bliss, but knowledge is also no ticket to happiness. And so, as I do at least once or twice a month, I found myself staring at a magazine cover, shaking my head, and trying to reconcile the world I'm reading about with the one I'm living in. One thing I can say for being aware of your own and others experience and living in this world. It's a hell of a lot more interesting than what you read about in The Atlantic.
~ Cory Silverberg