Random rant on interactions with non-binary people
Hey. Sorry I haven’t written in so long. It’s not that I don’t want to, I do. I just have a really hard time making time, and then when I have a little time often I don’t feel good and don’t want to do anything besides lay down in bed and be quiet. That’s kinda how I feel right now so this post might be short. So… a few years ago, I was working at a group home for young women, and one of the girls there told me she was non-binary. So. I accepted her and loved her, and she’s a sweet girl. But. I didn’t understand non-binary. I knew she had gender dysphoria. I don’t know what has happened between social media showing people what it means to be a man or a woman is, and a jacked up education system aiding the confusion. There are some people who sincerely struggle with this. But. I think it’s rare, and there’s a lot more social contagion to it than anything. She would not like that I’m calling her a she right now. But she is definitely a she, even though she’s taking h...