Human beings love their labels; 99 percent of labels didn’t bother me, until now. That label is “cisgender,” an adjective denoting or relating to a person whose sense of personal identity and gender corresponds with their birth sex.
What it really means is I was born a girl. As I grew up, I remained a girl, or excuse me, a female. I am a female human being.I am “woman” (hear me roar). I’m a “She” and a “Her” and a me! I am not a cisgender. I do not want that label, and from what I have heard from friends and family, neither do they!
This whole “gender identity” thing has taken over pretty much every corner of our life. If you want to be a girl, be a girl! If you want to be a boy, be a boy! If you don’t wish to identify with anything, then be a rock but do not burden me with this ridiculous title.
One more question: If someone goes to all the pain, time and money to go from one gender to another, why do they refer to themselves as “trans”? I don’t get that. If you transitioned to be women, why can’t you just you just be a woman? Why put that label trans in front of woman? Just curious.
Why can’t we all just be human beings and call it good? Enough with the labels.
I’m comfortable in my own skin.
Susan Martin
Everett
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