Human Rights, Human Rights Violations, Intersex Activist, Intersex Awareness, Intersex Cosmetic Surgery, Intersex People, Intersex Traits, My Intersex Story, Science, Self-Determination

To help end intersex genital mutilation, please stop conflating sex traits with gender identity.

A person on social media wrote to me, "I am male?" When I asked if they were a man. I then told them this describes their endosex sex traits since they did not say they had intersex physiology. Then I asked: "What is your gender identity?" I still do not know this person's gender identity.… Continue reading To help end intersex genital mutilation, please stop conflating sex traits with gender identity.

Poems, Relationships

Poem: Hope

You left me behind You told me to love again You died way too young The agony of your departure pure pain The end of your torture You died in my arms You made me promise to live without you I did not want to, oh the pain You told me I would be ready… Continue reading Poem: Hope

Intersex Activist, My Intersex Story, Self-Determination

My sex is not my gender identity.

Thoughts of the day: Not all intersex people are nonbinary. Not all intersex people use "intersex" to define their physiology. Some do, and some do not. Some like being called "hermaphrodite," and some do not. I'm a hermaphrodite. I'm okay with being called a hermaphrodite. My sex traits are intersex. My physiology is intersex. My… Continue reading My sex is not my gender identity.

Intersex Activist, Poems

Poem: Strength is arriving when you want to die

Strength is not how much you can endure before you break Strength is how much you can endure after you have been broken Strength is arriving when you want to die the physical and emotional pain is so bad but love keeps me here rage keeps me here Strength is forgiving when people, who know… Continue reading Poem: Strength is arriving when you want to die

Hope, Poems, Prejudice, Zen Buddhism

Poem: Interbeing, so precious with Thay

I am told by Thay there is no birth, no death Yet, our lives are so short So precious I am told by Thay to lift my enemies up to the clouds Yet, they disregard my being So precious I am told by Thay we are interbeing Yet, they build fences, disregard, and hate in… Continue reading Poem: Interbeing, so precious with Thay