I got caught in-between. While I am now aligned with the opposite gender, I equally have days where I identify as completely without gender.
It might have also come with a change of species? Or they’re just narcissistic, because I’m Genderfae. I will admit, on the genderless blob androgynous days, I do have insatiable cravings for honeyed milk and bread, and begin planning on how to swap any children I see with one of our own…
I got caught in-between. While I am now aligned with the opposite gender, I equally have days where I identify as completely without gender.
It might have also come with a change of species? Or they’re just narcissistic, because I’m Genderfae. I will admit, on the genderless blob androgynous days, I do have insatiable cravings for honeyed milk and bread, and begin planning on how to swap any children I see with one of our own…
Dang, those Fae are nefarious! But they do seem to have a lot of fun.
Now, I am an older gay cis male, but hung out with some radical faeries in Iowa about 20 years ago. Some true warriors in that crew.