Continuum

If I had been born during any other era, my story would be different. The world would not be ready to understand with open hearts or minds. To this day, many still choose not to. But whether they choose ignorance or empathy is up to them. My story will still be here; it will never be erased. It begins and remains with a revelation: All of who I am lies on a continuum. My identity cannot be encompassed by a single term.