Identity as I identify

Why does the world need to know my identity? Why do I need to share my name, my pronouns, my reality? Can’t I just be? When will you accept me as the person you see? The person you converse with? The… me? When will it be okay with the world that my voice can be heard? With no prejudice. No preconceptions. No judgments. Just based on me being human. No race. No gender. No class. No sexuality. No history. Just me, here, now and always.

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