> Piecing together my turbulent family life and adolescent internet habits, among other things, it dawned on me that I had never been “born in the wrong body.” There was no way to be born in the wrong body at all.
Indeed there isn't. This rhetoric comes across as a somewhat poetic way of dressing up self-hate and thinly justifying a set of ultimately futile bodily modifications. I mean it's not like anyone can really change sex.
Indeed there isn't. This rhetoric comes across as a somewhat poetic way of dressing up self-hate and thinly justifying a set of ultimately futile bodily modifications. I mean it's not like anyone can really change sex.