23/05/2025
“Not long after I met my now-husband, we went for a date that ended in a long drive through late autumn fields. Razed rows of beans and kale made a jagged line under the cloud-smeared moonlight. We drove in his tiny, smashable car. We were sort of already in love, though neither of us had said the words out loud…When ‘The Geese of Beverley Road’ came on, I sang all the words out loud and cried…I sang the words in my clear, high, pre-testosterone voice. Serve me the sky with a big slice of lemon. I was being weird; unhinged, even, but he didn’t seem to think so. I knew then that he loved me.
I also realized then, in some way, that I was trans.”
Read ’s response to Mx. Understood, who asks how they can be better seen and understood by their cis partner.
"I recently came out as nonbinary. But there’s one thing that’s eating away at me: I’m AFAB and my partner is a cis man...I can’t shake this deep, deep fear that in the pit of his heart, he still sees me as a woman. Part of the reason I feel this way is that he identifies as straight. I have...
