The Gender Post

Normally, I don't talk about my sexual orientation, or gender, or things like that. I don't think about it all that much more often. I label myself: technically bi and poly. Effectively, I am sworn off guys, and attempting (rather pathetically) to limit myself to one person.

What all that means is that I'm attracted, at least some of the time, to both guys and girls, and more than one person at once. However, I am only interested in relationships with girls, and only one at a time. That's as close as I get to simple.

Gender is more complex. In my head, there's no concept of male or female except as a social construct which can comfortably be ignored. I dress as a girl because I like tight-fitting clothing, mostly. That and it's easier to just be what people think of me as. How I act is often seen as female, which is okay. I'm just not exactly either. I am. I exist. I love. That's all. I wear heels because being short is sad. I wear skirts because I do like looking pretty. If I were in a male body, I'd own interesting jackets or something.

Hair is special, though. I hate butch hair-cuts. They say "I'm a girl who'd like to pretend I'm a guy, but I don't actually want to be a guy." They make it not about anything but confusing people. It'd be different if they were actually boys' hair cuts, but they're not. They're girls who'd like people to think they're boys' hair cuts. And that rant was probably terribly offensive to peope. I'm sorry, and I know that's not really the motivation, and I don't even normally think all this, but, yeah. This is not the Censoring Myself for My Audience blog. This is the abstract thought blog.

Anyway, that's that. I'm a genderless being who likes people. That's really all it is until people make it more complicated.