Do You Know WHO YOU ARE?
The Seesaw of Self: Finding Security in the Blend My mother had a favorite piece of advice: "Introspect and ask yourself, 'Who am I?'" She stressed checking in with myself, not just once, but at different times in my life. She hinted that sometimes I'd answer with certainty, and other times I'd have a new set of traits that felt more representative—and that was okay. Later, in college, I truly came to understand the profound relevance of that question. I became incredibly secure in my masculinity. Then, toward the end of my college years, something new entered my life: drag. I began to enjoy the seesaw of playing up my masculine side or, at times, indulging my feminine expression. I didn't need to make a public announcement or have anyone misgender me. I knew—and remain secure—that I am a male named GeorgeAnthony . I am happy and secure in my maleness. But I also genuinely enjoy dabbling in a flipped, visually feminine output. most of this perspective is ...
