i remember i was in my psychology class and our professor asked all the students to respond to a question he posted about differences between males and females in some context and i wrote in my email that i couldn’t answer the question until he considers including trans*/nonbinary students more often in the material because i have personal experience that invalidates the study of “males vs. females”.



he pulled the email up on the projector, with my full name in the header, and both he AND the entire 700 person leacock 132 lecture laughed hysterically.



“we study normal people first, and make room for the exceptions later.”



10 or more people who lived in my residence were attending the lecture at the time, none of whom i was ever planning to out myself to. by the time i got home that night, nearly every person in the building knew i was a “transsexual” and had gone through my mother’s facebook photos to try and find “evidence”.