Wednesday, September 9, 2020

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Ink.

Female.

She/her.

That's what they say when they talk about me.

"What a pretty girl"

"She's very smart"

"My daughter"

"My baby girl"

And that's fine.

It's fine.

It used to be fine.

"Shout out to Ink, they're almost to a 100 so please go follow them!"

"Person"

"They"

"Mate"

And I like that.

I want that.

It feels right.

It's not one or the other, it's grey.

It's the middle.

It's neither and all and it feels so....

Right.

Ink.

Neither.

They/them.

And I love it, how it feels on my tongue and in my ears.

But she/her still feels right, too.

"I thought it was just one set of pronouns?" I say.

"Can I have two?" I ask.

"Am I allowed to use both, to have two ways to call me by?" I ask.

A google search later and I'm found. 

Worlds open up to me, in ways I never knew.

"Of course you can use both, of course you're not alone," they cry.

There are people like me.

If she/her and they/them feels right, then it feels right.

"You are you," the words whisper to me.

"You are valid," people chime in.

Ink.

Demigirl.

She/her and they/them.

That feels right.

And if I feel more like a they/them than a she/her, then that's who I am.

And if it's more of a she/her than a they/them, that's who I am.

And if both work, then both work.

I know who I am.

~Demigirl, by me.

Stay safe kiddos and remember to take breaks for yourself!!

Love you no matter what <3<3<3

~Ink