This is a guest post by Marie Richards.
When we met, Alex was 20, and I was 19. We had known each other as acquaintances in High School, but reconnected through mutual friends while I was finishing my first year of University. We’ve been together for two years now, and I couldn’t be happier. I am a firm believer that there are things that Alex and I have been through together that bond a couple like nothing else.
One of the biggest, hardest changes for both of us happened about six months ago when Alex told me that they were genderfluid. Although it was a huge challenge to accept at first, it has really strengthened our relationship. They (I’m using they for the sake of clarity; Alex isn’t fussy about pronouns) told me this after what felt like an eternity of fighting, and we had had strap-on sex for the first time. I should have known when I felt so connected to Alex in a way that I had never felt before that our strap-on was more than just a strap-on. They told me that thanks to a couple of Women’s Studies classes that I had taken and shared the contents of, they had come to think of themselves over the past few months in a way that finally fit, in a way that being a girl never had. They had come to the realization that they were not, in fact, a cisgender woman, like we had all thought, but a genderfluid person.