I wish I could say it's all about dysphoria, but it isn't. I mean, yeah, my dysphoria is pretty bad, to the point where sometimes I just don't leave the house (like now). I'm just tired of fighting people. I'm tired of explaining to the well-meaning liberals why it's horrible to out other people. I got pretty tired of fighting my family, but fortunately that seems to be done with - it was years of constant problems though. I'm tired of being treated like I'm some spectacle that's only worth any attention because "the transition" is so fascinating.
And if people keep outing me, it seems my life will just always be a series of dealing with others and I truly can't be arsed.