Please boost as a reminder to the many, many creators who design pins and flags for literally every other identity, for people who forget or don't know that we are failed by the medical system the instant we're born, and for the rest of our lives, again and again.
We go into the hospital and say we're cis or trans, because otherwise we WILL be refused treatment out of hand.
Intersex People Exist, and we have a place in pride.
My first voluntary trip! I couldn't focus on anywhere I wanted to be, though, and I ended up wherever this is. I ran into a thin TV-headed guy and a cartoony kid, and asked them where I was. "You're lost," he said. "But if you can make your way out of here unaided, you've got a leg and a wing up on us." I didn't know what he meant. Somehow my feet were back, though, and a new pair of shoes with them. "They're very you," said the TV guy. "You should see what else you can change. Say, your present location."
The world didn't seem like a prison - more like what I'd read Wonderland or Oz are like. The more I talked to the TV, though, the more I got the feeling it was actually a dangerous place to stay for too long, so I said my good-byes and left.
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