You can call me… Becky
I identify as… whatever I feel when I regain consciousness in the mornings. Pansexual, gender-free with a hint of the female.
As far as third-person pronouns go, … use anything you like. It doesn’t matter in the end, people are people, whatever their gender, race, sexuality, religion, nationality, anything you can think of. Everybody has a secret and that secret is that they’re not like other people.
I’m attracted to… intelligence, wit, flair, the tortured genius.
When people talk about me, I want them to… respect my standpoint, even if they disagree with it, admire me for my views, whatever theirs may be.
I want people to understand… that when I get angry about their preconceptions about gender or sexuality, amongst other features of humanity, it is not because I’m uncomfortable in myself, as they so often assume, but it is because I would like to protect those I know who are not yet comfortable with who they are, and who stand to be knocked back by lazy stereotypes and misconceptions.
A socialist politics student with a love of comedy from decades past, protest singers and ranting poets.
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