Thoughts

I've always thought I didn't care what people thought, but it seems like the further I get from the 'nest' of my caring, unbiased family where a girl is treated the same as a boy, the more I realise that I care what they think when it affects how they treat me. I must transition to be treated correctly, for people to expect the correct things of me; sometimes I wonder if by doing this I'm perpetuating the lie of gender, but it's driving me mad, this casual sexism on both sides, girls want to talk about babies, guys want to talk about football. It's all a lie, yet, it is true that I am a fighter, a protector, a builder of technical things, not a carer, a nester, a builder of relationships.