(i ripped this off wikipedia real fast so sorry if it's lib)
In October 1776, the Public Universal Friend contracted an epidemic disease and was bedridden and near death with a high fever. Their family summoned a doctor from Attleboro, six miles away, and neighbors kept up a death-watch at night. The fever broke after several days. The Friend later reported that [deadname redacted] had died, receiving revelations from God through two archangels who proclaimed there was "Room, Room, Room, in the many Mansions of eternal glory for Thee and for everyone". The Friend further said that [deadname redacted]'s soul had ascended to heaven and the body had been reanimated with a new spirit charged by God with preaching his word, that of the "Publick Universal Friend", describing that name in the words of Isaiah 62:2 as "a new name which the mouth of the Lord hath named".
From that time on, the Friend refused to answer to their deadname, ignoring or chastising those who insisted on using it. When visitors asked if it was the name of the person they were addressing, the Friend simply quoted Luke 23:3 ("thou sayest it").β Identifying as neither male nor female, the Friend asked not to be referred to with gendered pronouns. Followers respected these wishes; they referred only to "the Public Universal Friend" or short forms such as "the Friend" or "P.U.F.", and many avoided gender-specific pronouns even in private diaries. When someone asked if the Friend was male or female, the preacher replied "I am that I am", saying the same thing to a man who criticized the Friend's manner of dress (adding, in the latter case, "there is nothing indecent or improper in my dress or appearance; I am not accountable to mortals").
editorial note: I think this is a very cool story and I really love hearing it. We've been around forever and we've been doing variations of this forever. It's really beautiful
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Had to come out to my mom (and eventually the rest of my family) again, because something decided to give genderfluidity to someone who has social anxiety that makes these kind if things awkward.
At least she didn't jump to the conclusion that I might be a man, even for a bit, or that I was detransitioning or something like that, so I'll take that as a win.
NB and Binary Woman. I thought it could be a demi thing, but it does not feel like they co-exist, and I feel a shift between them. These are my thoughts on it now, I'm still figuring things out and quite literally need time to see if this tracks more. Maybe I just realized I am not within the gender binary, but I've felt this way before and always seem to fall within the binary at some points. It's how my transition ended up after a bit (I know I started with demigender in mind) but it's also how I felt a little over a week ago. It's still confusing, but it's nice to have a concrete way of looking at it (and look back at my journal and see when I felt like what).
Something I've also started doing mostly accidentally is referring to these two genders as different people. We're mostly the same, but she likes being within the binary, and I don't, and we may feel differently on some things, but we're the same person at the end of the day. It's pretty spontaneous, and completely based on how I'm feeling in the moment, whether I'm her, or whether I'm me right now.
An example to highlight how I feel on the matter: I picked a name, and loved it. I liked being able to have a nickname, and I liked how it sounded in full as well. Fast forward a week, and I no longer think the name fits. I'm now flirting with the idea of having two names, although it could get complicating (unless she decides never to show up again, which would be weird but idk what to expect anymore).
Oh, you're the same as me! I've felt I was NB/woman genderfluid for a few months now.
I have been feeling like I'm really more a woman. Previously, I was interpreting the "I'm not a woman thoughts" as "oh, I'm actually NB" but recently I've been feeling that it's actually just dysphoria telling me I can't be a woman.
Idk, though. Like you, I need some time. I'm feeling much more stable and confident lately, tho!