47 lines
1.4 KiB
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47 lines
1.4 KiB
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date: 2019-11-01
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weight: 4
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> So were you?
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Was I what?
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> Fucked. Were you fucked?
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I think that's still to-be-determined.
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> You don't seem fucked. I mean, life is harder now, I suppose. You've got to contend with a minority identity you never particularly wanted.
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There's no denying that. I don't quite like that this is what I'm stuck with, but I do alright with it. I try to keep going as best I can, and I try to help others as much as I can along the way. Robin likes to call me a "trans psychopomp", but I suspect that's due in part to the word 'psychopomp' is really fun to say. I would say that she falls under that title as well.
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> Do you see yourself as one? Do you see yourself as someone who guides others?
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Not particularly. I feel like I'm doing everything by accident. I feel like I'm accidentally visibly trans. Like I can't help but be visibly trans, like that's what I've got to work with. That that helps others long the way is still something of a mystery. A pleasant one, but a mystery.
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Still, the least I could do is not hurt, might as well put in the effort to be a help.
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> Do you think that others see you as a resource?
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Perhaps, though that has me worried. That's an awful lot of responsibility.
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> Permit me to take a tangent.
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Do I have a choice?
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> You always have a choice.
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If I say no, what will happen?
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> Nothing.
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You'll let me just carry on with what I was saying?
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> Sure.
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Do you have the power to stop me?
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> No, but do you?
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Ah.
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