Hey, so I’m Rachel and I’m a girl. Cool? Cool! And you are (insert name) and you’re a (insert whatever here). Ah, righteous. Glad we got that out of the way…
But in all seriousness I never realized how uncomfortable and angry many groups of people are when it comes to nonconforming genders. Is it really that challenging to simply accept and continuing living when someone mentions that they prefer they/their pronouns as opposed to he/him or she/her? Oh Lord, they be tryin’a get rid of the binaries that been round forever! Well, no. We’re just trying to include all people without forcing them to be what society decides.
It’s simple, really. I’m a female and wish to be addressed as such, however, that doesn’t mean that the being next to me is in the same boat. We may dress the same, look the same, smell the same, and enjoy the same Netflix shows but that does not mean they are a female. Likewise, someone can choose to identify as something other than female or male: non binary.
Lets not go through the whole bathroom thing again. People are people and everyone deserves the right to express themselves, be who they are, choose who they are, and live a life as happily as possible, without strange people yelling in their faces about how vaginas and penises are gender determining while ranting about a man they pray to at their bedside and follow a book that somehow will lead them to a mythical place of winged people and puffy marshmallow clouds…. but that’s none of my business.
Instead let’s think about how we can be better ourselves as people, rather than staring at your next door neighbor through your cotton doily window curtains and ponder if they’re female or male, cause bigonnet, they better be one! But seriously, there’s world hunger, global warming, obesity, and apparently One Direction is getting back together. Move on!
And incase you’re wondering why this blog post is titled “Glucose Guardian” a friend of mine came up with the term to be the non binary replacement for sugar daddy. Which I thoroughly enjoy.