Hoo boy. Would I ever love this.

Peachy keen.

Can you please teach the entire rest of my world the same level?

Because I’d love nothing more.

Sincerely.

But my critics came at ME. NOT the other way round.

You know… like your own corrective.

Without knowing a thing of my struggle.

We share so much. My heart bleeds at the discord.

As for labels… like I haven’t heard this before.

I’ve an argument to make. Labels ARE useful. They are shorthand. I’d offer a personal example but meh.

They’re good while they’re descriptive. Bad when proscriptive.

It’s as plain as that.

You’ve already adopted and discarded labels for us both in this brief discourse. Don’t pretend that labels are inherently evil. They’re not. Push the point and you’ll risk revealing deeper held beliefs.

But again… sigh.

We do patriarchy’s bidding. Without even being asked.

Which I think you’ll find was my original point about both myself and my wife…

Capricious by name, steadfast by nature. Trans femme dyke. Smutsmith. Provocateur. Witch. Poet. Slut. Idiot. Kicking names and taking ass.

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