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"Estradiol Saved my Life"

Of course, what was supposed to be a short term service industry job before he lived for his art has bloomed into just being his life, and life as a poor artist is never as romantic as one imagines. While the cost of living of Bikini Bottom is low enough that even a frycook can be a homeowner, it's not quite so low that he can afford the luxuries he was used to growing up.

His view of the Working Class as the downtrodden masses were rather tattered by years of living between SpongeBob and Patrick, who were not so much temporarily oppressed intellectuals as they were, well, SpongeBob and Patrick.

Still, through thick and thin he's never gone back on his decision to leave the money behind. The great irony is that he is ignorant of his greatest achievement—his superiority to Squilliam isn't turning a bunch of randos into a functioning Marching Band or turning a burger joint into a fine dining establishment, it's having the strength of character to look at all the advantages Squilliam had and choose to leave it behind.

Oh, but had the artisan who made me created me instead – a worthy woman... ...I would say "how lucky am I"

Father in heaven who did miracles for our ancestors with fire and water... ...Who would then transform me from a man to woman? Were I only to have merited this being so graced by goodness...

What shall I say? why cry or be bitter? If my father in heaven has decreed upon me and has maimed me with an immutable deformity then I do not wish to remove it. the sorrow of the impossible is a human pain that nothing will cure and for which no comfort can be found. So, I will bear and suffer until I die and wither in the ground. Since I have learned from our tradition that we bless both, the good and the bitter I will bless in a voice hushed and weak: blessed are you [HaShem] who has not made me a woman.

when my mom would sing "brown eyed girl" in the car, I always thought she was singing about me because I had brown eyes. I asked her at one point, when I was still young enough not to get it, whether I would suddenly become a woman once I became an adult. I was also constantly degraded for my femininity and considered girlish. I grew up seeing myself in womanhood, and I also grew up with a lot of horrible, dehumanizing messaging about what that meant. I learned to hate myself and to see myself as inferior from it

so, at least as far as those aspects of socialization theory that describe ways the shape of patriarchal society and its messaging interact with the self-concept of an individual go, I would easily say I was socialized as a girl in that regard, because that was how I understood myself even before I had the language and theory of gender to put to words that my self-concept didn't match the box I'd been put in