Growing up in a Catholic family and going to Catholic school for primary education and high school shaped my foundation on the values of openness, community, and hospitality. “Safety” is a word I would use to describe it.
The first instance of gender inclusion – or rather, exclusion – that I experienced was when our parish priest came into our classroom in second grade.
Read MoreI tried to think of moments where I experienced gender inclusion.
I really haven’t.
I’ve had tiny moments of it. Usually they are disrupted. Almost always by a cishet man. Not always, but usually.
Read MoreTo me, gender inclusion comes in two bits: a recognition of everyone’s unique experience, and intersectionality.
Read MoreI have always stood out. I was a fat kid that could not fit into girl clothes because they were not made for my body. Then I became the fat adult that basically said, “Gender is oppressive and life is too short to care about it.”
Read MoreI easily confuse people when talking about my mom. Mostly because I rarely fully explain who my mom is. My mom’s name is Jerry, and he is a transgender male.
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