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When Women Become Adults

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Originally posted on Sex and Living with Your Parents:
I’ll start by saying that the inspiration for writing this came to me when I read this article by The Atlantic, “When are you really an adult?” It’s on my mind a lot. After all, I live with my parents. Unfortunately, I think our culture gets it straight up wrong when it comes to women becoming adults. A gown up woman is what I need to be, or so I’ve heard. If I’m not actively dating anyone, it means I’ve eschewed marriage all together. I’m asexual. I would not be discussing this topic if people were not so damn presumptuous with me on the topic of getting married or having children. Maybe some sense in me a sign of struggle when they look at my tired eyes. The truth is, I am struggling. The difference between their perceptions and my own is that any time I’m “struggling,” it’s because I’m single. It’s like Sesame Street. S for struggle. S for single. They must go together, Eureka!…

Selective Outrage Won’t Get Us Free

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Originally posted on Black Millennials:
Jamar Clark was killed execution-style while handcuffed in Minneapolis. Black activists most notably affiliated with the local Black Lives Matter chapter and the local NAACP shut down highways and occupied the 4th police precinct. National media is starting to pick up on the local unrest, especially after white supremacist terrorists shot five Black Lives Matter protestors. In Chicago, video released shows LaQuan McDonald being shot some sixteen times by a white police officer. His murderer has been charged, and thousands are mobilizing. Traditional media is focusing on the clashes between protesters and police, while social media is aflame. The gruesome video (which I admittedly haven’t watched) lives on the pages of many. Heated debate about the discomfiting consumption of Black death and pain is — once again — underway. Not one to homogenize Black murder and resulting unrest, I can’t help but draw striking parallels to Ferguson and Baltimore. From the expansive number of mass mobilizations and frontline energies, to the tweets of solidarity, frenetic live-streaming, and the viciously heavy-handed responses…

Male to Female, Gay to Straight: Losing My Identity

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Originally posted on corybanticcory:
Transitioning has made my life really complicated… Especially lately. I’ve finally hit the point in my transition where people are starting to question what my gender is. I thought I would be excited, and I am, but I’m also so alone. Dating is a nightmare. I don’t really appeal to either sex right now. Everyone is sort of confused about how to look at me. Some people see a woman. Some people see a man. Some people see the potential to fall in love and others… they see friendship. I’ve been generally really happy since moving to San Francisco. I love it here. I live close to the beach, I have amazing roommates, and there’s so much to do. I know that I have a lot to be thankful for. I don’t ever want to leave. But this city isn’t the trans-utopia that I thought it was going to be. Most people don’t know how to date someone who is transgender. I’m transgender and I don’t even know how to date…