Someone said they liked me because I was a freak and a loser, and that was okay with them. The problem is, it's not okay with me. I hate what I am, and I spend every day wishing things were different. I suppose I don't really want to change, though, since I never can seem to accomplish it ( Read more... )

I'm sure by now you've seen the posts from those who are nostalgic for a past that didn't really exist, wherein it was assumed that gender always matched biological sex. The less offensive versions of those posts run along the lines of "Only 90s kids will remember when there were only two genders" and "If I had a piece of garlic bread for every ( Read more... )