A daily ritual or grind

Mood

Serendipity

Mood

Emotional State

Definitely

I don't pass as any gender. People can't even decide what direction I'm trans. If I grow out my hair I'm ma'am until they see my beard. If I cut my hair then I'm sir. Or ma'am. Or sir. If I shave my face or body they assume I'm a trans woman. If I wear a mask but they hear my voice they call me ma'am first then switch to sir in a panic when they decide I'm a trans man. People have seen me naked, my genitals, and asked me about my experience with a bottom surgery I've never actually had. Depending how I dress on any given day I'm either a dyke or a fag to the bigot driving past but it's always one or the other (derogatory). The one consistent thing is I'm Queer.