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Usakumya ultimately tells a transgender narrative

Aw fuck yeah it’s the internet archive link I made

AGAB? Pro Nouns? I was cursed by a witch to have both switching every day so that they never match! I wake up one day, afab and dysphoric, and begin transitioning to male as fast as I can. Then the next day, the witch has turned me amab and even more dysphoric, so I have to make a quick u-turn and frantically transition in the opposite direction. I put testosterone and estrogen into the chambers of a revolver and play Russian Roulette! I am Wile E Coyote, slamming headfirst into a painted wall of he/him pronoun before turning around and running off the she/her cliff! I am pushing the boulder of gender non-comfonrmity up a hill, never to reach the top and never to be satisfied! Damn you, witch that makes you Transgender Sisyphus. Damn you!