You might assume, based in part on my voice and disposition, that I date and sleep with men, like a gay man (also correct). And yet, if you heard me speak, you’d probably assume (correctly) that I was assigned male at birth (AMAB, in the current jargon I was also, of course, assigned the name Brock). I wear light makeup and paint my nails and, depending on the occasion, might be in a slip dress with a kitten heel. You’d ask me because my gender identity is not that clear - to you, at least.
If you met me, you’d probably ask what pronouns I use.
