She

I don't know why but children always get it. They either think I'm a boy or they just don't know what I am. The parents don't realize that their children know what they don't, and that adult society just has the wrong vision of me. Simply.

I am not SHE,
I am He.
Plain and simple,
To the point.

Open your eyes.
Destroy the lies.

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This started as a rant that was going to be about how children can tell I'm a boy even if I'm not binding, but adults peg me as a girl about 99% of the time. Concepts of the rigid ideals of gender, and how people are convinced that I have to be a girl simply because of one stupid chromosome. I wrote it after going on an outing with my family, who refuses to accept my change in name, refuses to use the right pronouns, and are not shy about stating how I must be a girl. Feelings on how I want to hate my family, how I want to remove them from my life because of their inability to accept who I really am - the person I've tried to show them for years but they have ignored. The comment about 'hating the world with metallic majesty' is actually a joke about how my father thinks I'm stupid and rebellious because I have piercings. I feel he believes that this is just another way to break free of the confines of social norms (which, apparently, I do because I hate the world).... that he doesn't realize I wish I could fit in to and am not trying to fight.
And of course... my anger towards being treated like a girl by nearly everyone, including the friends that have said they accept my transition because, as far as they say I 'make a better boy than a girl anyways'.
Being tired of having my heart stomped on by the people that I thought understood.... tired of opening up to them, showing them the parts of me that allow them to hurt me deeper than they ever could before.... and really tired of shrugging it off and being nice about it because I try to accept that they don't understand, and trying to understand their point of view.