I'm still squirming (I like featherynscale too much to defriend hir over this, but it's bad). And I'm still afraid that if men find out I'm not one of them, they'll hurt me, yet too defeated and set in the knowledge (is it knowledge or just habit?) of what I am to pretend to be one of them. I have a very clear image of myself at Dances of Vice this weekend, ( Read more... )

Those of you who've known me for a while have probably picked up on the way I'm vaguely uncomfortable with being female and get downright squirmy when gender philosophy or trans issues get trotted out. I've done some thinking, and there seem to be a couple of things at work here ( Read more... )