… still feel doubts. I still worry that one day I will regret squandering the loveliness I once had. Men aren’t lovely. Men don’t deserve tenderness. Men are not beautiful. Nobody will baby a man when he’s sick. Nobody will hold him while he sobs. No one will look on him with wonder or adoration. Do I really want to head in that direction? Won’t it be lonesome, to stop being a precious object?
You said a mouthful right there, Devon. Doesn’t that just cut to the heart of some of our toxic ideas about gender?
Please don’t take this the wrong way, because I don’t know you and I’m not going to presume to be familiar, but looking at your later more masculine photos, I DO find you lovely. I think you look beautiful.
And the only thing keeping people from thinking that masculine folks are lovely, are fully deserving of and capable of nurturing and tenderness, are binary, toxic, hurtful ideas about gender roles.
The sooner we can all break out of these chains, the better.