We're shoved into so many boxes. . .male/female. . .republican/democrat. . .married/single. . .as if we need to define each other in order to understand and relate to each other.
But I wish that wasn't so.
I wish we could be the various glorious gradients of whatever it is we are, without having to squeeze into labels too small or drown in labels too big.
Ironically, though, I need a label now. . .I need one desperately.
I need someone to figure out where my complicated, precious boy lies on a number of scales and assign him labels so he can access appropriate services.
Frustrating, but necessary.
I wish it wasn't so.
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