Not she, not he, my name is Saucy

Often in your life, you'll meet new people. And often, you'll realize that they don't always look like what they are.
That guy with the mohawk and the black leater jacket could be the biggest kitten lover you've ever seen. That girl with the pretty pink dress and the curly blond hair could listen to nothing else but hardcore screamo.
That girl you know since you're a child could be a man.
That guy you've met in highschool could be a woman.
Your best friend could be both a man and a woman.
That stranger you know nothing about could be neither.
That nice old lady at the grocery store could be something else.
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But of course you can mix and match these (and more), and still get possible results.

It is becoming slightly more accepted that some people with a male or female body are actually the opposite. I say slightly because yes: a lot of people still don't get that really simple fact. A body is not, and never will be a failproof method to tell someone's gender.

Though it looks like it's even harder for people to understand that people can be something ELSE than a boy or a girl. Which is sad, often, because people don't know how to react. Don't know what to do.
How is it possible to be anything else? Is there anything else?

Before you complain, I am NOT saying tranmen and transwomen have it easier than agender/genderqueer/thirdgendered/etc... people. It's just that I'm talking with how I live it.

My name is Saucy. I am a person, I am human.
I like dresses and skirts and pink and glitters and having long hair, and high heels shoes and cute trinkets...
I have breasts, a vagina, I get my period (usualy) every month, and I could, if I wanted to (well, y'know how it works!) I would be able to get pregnant.
But I am not a girl.
But it isn't that I feel that my body should be the opposite of what it actually is. It's not that I wish I'd like trucks and dirt and sports.
Because these have nothing to do with who I am, and I don't like that kinda stuff anyways (Though I wouldn't mind trying to have a penis, penises are funny! And not having boobs is an other interesting thing, mhhhh...!)

If it was only up to me, I'd rather be like a Barbie doll, with a flat chest.

Because it gets annoying to hear people go "Look at you, you're obviously female."

Yes, my body is.
My body is fully female, and I realize that.
I realize it every days.

What I am getting at is....
Until I realized that it felt wrong, I identified as a girl. I'd correct people who thought I was a guy on the internet, that kinda stuff. I began to meet people who didn't identify as what they physicaly were.
It confused me.
Then it made me think.
I would be so insistant on being female, but in the end, I was only trying to make myself believe a lie.

First thing I thought "Maybe I am a man?"
But it didn't feel right either.

Then what am I?

This is a question that haunted me.
Not "who am I" or "what is my role" or "what should I do" but "WHAT am I?"

First step was to make a list. I am human. I am a person.
...
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And that was it.
This is what I was.
I thought "Oh! I like pink, I should put that on the list!" but there was then an other realization. I am NOT pink. I LIKE pink. But it's not me. It's not part of me. People who look at me won't think "Pink." (unless I am wearing pink, but that's not really the point).
And I didn't think of myself as female, and could never think of myself as man.
So there was only a few answers left to me.
Either I was both, neither, or something else.

"Neither? Neither sounds right."
I don't identify as female, and not as male either, so both wouldn't be logical, since that'd kinda mean part of one and part of the other. Nope, not right for me.
Something else? Sounds like an other gender thing, and something with "rules" and stereotypes, even though I have no idea what they'd be. ... Not for me.
Neither: I am human, I am a person.

This is me.

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"What can I call you, then?" you might ask.
Well, unlike some other languages (like french), english happens to have gender neutral pronouns.
As an example, and the easiets to remember: "Them."
They, them, their, they're... that's a word most people know!

Thanks for reading.
My name is Saucy, I am a person.