At one point, he got confused during my explanation of the gender spectrum and thought I was a hermaphrodite, which he would have been okay with because in that case, I “couldn’t help it.” The conversation ended when I said, “I don’t need to explain myself to you.I want someone who likes me even more because of the courage I had as a young teen.” His rebuttal: “Well, for the next guy you should probably tell him first.” I walked away.His mouth agape, he backed away and said, “But we kissed!Oh my god, I have a fear about this happening, you should have told me.” I went on to tell him my entire story, including how abnormally normal my life has been as a transgender woman.After telling her the story, she said, “Every single person you meet or come in contact with, you change their perception.
He told me if I hadn’t been open and honest with him (which he was thankful for regardless) that he wouldn’t have cared, but because he already knew, he wasn’t willing to look past it.
I don’t blame these types of guys who didn’t receive the proper education or weren’t given the resources to be accepting of non-binary people.
When meeting these men, remind yourself that they’re not the one for you, and it has nothing to do with you doing anything wrong—it’s just about their own ignorance. At 6’8,” he was smart, funny, ambitious, well-rounded, and had overcome a struggle of his own.
With this type of guy, I tend to go into education mode and talk about the normalcy of my hand-crafted vulva.
Their concerns usually include what their friends and family would say, how they’d react to me, what it means for his sexuality, and difficulties comprehending the idea of a sexual encounter with me.