Personal Identity and Quarantine
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I remember reading a post in December of last year, it said something along the lines of 'if you even consider that you might be trans, you probably are' to which my naive cis-illusioned brain said 'Ha! Ridiculous! I am just considering the possibility!" I am here to tell you...I was wrong. And this isn't me pushing a trans agenda upon the population, not yet, it's simply that I think we all are so caught up in gender presentation that for many of us it is something disconnected from ourselves. We aren't actually in tune with our own feelings, just what we expect ourselves to be. I understand this is not the case for every person, many people will know from a young age, or find it obvious that they are trans, but for me it was something far off and just didn't coincide with what I believed 'gender' was. Funnily enough, I've always been very 'anti-gender' in my own way. I've believed for a long time that gender is essentially usel...