“Do you know what I mean? I always feel like I have to prove I’m like other women, but in the dream I didn’t feel that way. I’m not even sure I felt like a woman.” The moonlight illuminated Theresa’s frown. “Did you feel like a man?”

I shook my head. “No. That’s the strange part. I didn’t feel like a woman or a man, and I liked how I was different.”

Leslie Feinburg - Stone Butch Blues