Yesterday on my way home I crossed paths with a young transgender person of, by my estimation, not more than 30.
It's hardly a novelty these days.
Dressed casually in sandals, T-shirt, hoop earrings and shorts you could see there was no attempt at pretense. She was tall and the voice was low with the body language all about comfort in one's skin as they greeted a friend with a hug as I walked past.
If you were to walk up to them and ask "are you a man or a woman?" They might answer "I'm trans" with a casual quizzical look which might hint at "what business is it of yours?".
This generation doesn't suffer from binary brain trauma of older generations or try to pretend they are someone else.
They have cleansed their palette of that.
They aren't playing dress-up either but simply being openly and brazenly themselves.
They might just say to you "I am me so run along".
Good for them.
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