This is cute as fuck and describes pretty accurately how I feel too.
This is how not to transphobia.
And this is exactly how I feel about my boyfriend.
I’ve always self-identified as heterosexual. But just because I am attracted to my opposite sex instinctively doesn’t mean I have a narrow view of that gender or ‘only like a certain type’.
Lately I’ve been thinking about pansexuality or bisexuality, seeing if that’s a better fit. Because, honestly, gender is just the way we dress ourselves up. NO ONE fits in a box. NO ONE. And you don’t have to be genderqueer to see that and appreciate that. I am perfectly capable of being attracted to someone who identifies as female, whither they have a penis or vagina or something in between, whither they wear dresses or skirts or pants or shorts or all or none of the above. It is THE PERSON we fall in love with, not the outer shell. And if you think you can only love someone who looks a certain way or has certain body parts, then I’m sorry to tell you this, but I fear for your relationship. Because you’re imposing rules and strictures on your potential lover without even having met them and you’re saying that what they look like is more important than who they are.
And I think that’s really sad and shallow. Having a trans boyfriend has taught me this. And I’m never going back because someone thinks I’m no longer straight because of it.
Call me whatever orientation you want, I don’t care. In my book I’m Harry-sexual.