Some late night thoughts...
Like many have said before me, one of the things that makes one privileged is that one can look away from oppression etc. Ignore it.
On the flip side, as a part of the marginalised/oppressed group, the injustice of society is ever present.

You might get a small break from thinking about if for a few hours, but then suddenly you’re listening to a podcast and they use exclusionary language. And you remember that this world is not made for you. But you try to ignore that feeling in the pit of your stomach saying that

...you don’t belong. You ignore it, because you can’t get mad and upset about every single thing like this. There’s just too much of it.

And then you go on social media, and suddenly, blasted right before your eyes is someone saying that people like you are abnormal, wrong, or whatever thing it is that they’re saying today.
And all at once you’re remembering all the other times people have said that.

And bit by bit you start feeling more hopeless.
How can you ever change this? How can you get these people to understand?
How can you get through this onslaught of people denying your very existence?

And then you’re sitting there in the dark, in the middle of the night, with a deep pain inside of you. With that itch beneath your skin saying that you are wrong. You don’t belong.

And you don’t know what to do except screaming, or tweeting, it into the void.

(This thread is also very much inspired by me spending about half my day transcribing interviews with non-binary people talking about navigating a gender binary cisnormative society, and THEN stumbling across the things mentioned in this thread too)