It is important to understand that for me, being born in the middle as intersex, I need to be medically and socially recognized, as both male and female, to get the proper care I might be needing if I show up at the hospital emergency room, or have to be hospitalized. First of all, my…… Continue reading Why when I go to the Emergency Room I mark Both the male and female box.
I am a man, with a few boy parts, that most call girl parts. But that is only because they believe in lies. They are all boy parts if they are my parts, because I am a boy. I might be non-conforming, but they belong to me, and my legal gender is male. As for…… Continue reading The male/female binary is a Myth!
I have an intersex cousin who was born about ten years after me. They allowed a surgeon to cut off their child’s phallus for no good reason. They allowed themselves to be talked into the utterly crazy belief that all there is to being a woman is to be missing a penis. Worse, this surgeon…… Continue reading Being rejected by my family because of what I represent when I speak up for my intersex cousin who was mutilated.
Dear Little Boy, who I used to be, Please do not believe the lies you were told. They convinced you that you were born wrong, that you would amount to nothing. They even convinced you that you would never be lovable as your authentic self. They told you over and over, from the time…… Continue reading A Note to self: Dear Little Boy, who I used to be
A letter I shared on: Mx. Anunnaki Ray, Gender/Intersex Activist Facebook Page: Sending a note, to simply say thank you again, for listening, and sharing this page. It is sometimes hard for people to hear about a culture different than their own, especially when daily the news can be so depressing and unimaginable. I have…… Continue reading Adding the “I” responsibly to LGBT
God-incidence or Serendipity? What ever you call it, it felt like a miracle. I was finally coming to terms with who I was as a human being. This was after having a life time of not feeling real, and being thrown away by many doctors, therapist and psychiatrists, who had tried to ‘fix me’. …… Continue reading The two of us, born intersex and named ‘Antoinette’ at our birth.
I was a cutter. I want to own “was” a cutter, because I do not want to feed that monster no more. Triggers can sometimes bring back this self-destructive behavior. Being born intersex, and not being able to be my authentic gender, messed me up bad. You see, I was assigned a girl, when…… Continue reading Yes, I was a cutter.