For around two months, I thought I was non-binary. But then, I started having feminine and masculine days.
That’s when I took on the term “Gender queer”. It’s still a newer title to me, and still unfamiliar, but this quarantine is sorta giving me time to figure it out.
But first, let’s jump back to when I figured out my name.
I was at summer camp during the summer after sixth grade and before starting seventh. I had just started questioning my gender and I was considering going by a different name.
I was really into this video game called Undertale at the time (who am I kidding, I still am).
I met some cool people that liked that game, too, and they all thought I looked like the main character, Frisk. They started calling me Frisk and I felt… happier with that name.
Now, let me explain that Frisk is a human child that has no confirmed gender. That’s why I decided later that was going to be my new name. I started being called Frisk as a “nickname” though I knew I preferred Frisk to my real name.
I had a rough go of seventh grade as I also had some emotional issues that took top priority in my brain, so I wasn’t able to think about my gender.
I decided this year that it was time to pick that topic back up. I came out as enby (another word for non-binary) to my parents and close friends. I started going by the pronouns they/them.
However, my parents didn’t get how I felt, so they still constantly used my dead name and my old pronouns.
But then… I realized that I was not just a they/them. I was something different. I just couldn’t put my finger on it.
Parts of my body felt fine, and others felt as if there was something missing.
So now, I use these pronouns: she/he/they.
I am gender queer.
I’m still figuring things out, and if you are too, I hope to take this journey with you.
Love,
Frisk
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