Gender is like a rubix cube that keeps disorganizing itself anytime you get close to solving it. You know you could take the stickers off and "solve" it that way, but you'd always know it wasn't quite correct.
Gender is like when you purposefully walk into a room and can't, for the life of you, remember what you were going to do there.
Gender is like ordering food with someone; you don't know what you're getting but you'll just get whatever someone else has.
-- anonymous
Gender is like that one essay set by that awesome teacher where whatever you wrote got full marks.
-- anonymous
Gender is like the answer to a question that you used to know but forgot and have been searching for ever since.
-- anonymous
Gender is like space - it's big, mind-bogglingly big, without the 'big'. We're always discovering new things about it, and disproving old theories. There's a Goldilocks Zone where you feel comfortable, but that doesn't mean other people feel the exact same. Sometimes you have a desire to explore it and test the limits, sometimes you want to settle down someplace nice.
-- anonymous
Gender is like that maths test you thought was multiple choice except you get there and find out it's really on some obscure thing you've never heard about and you have no idea how to start answering.
-- anonymous
Gender is like a multiple choice question - except there are infinite options and no clear right answer.
-- anonymous
Gender is like something you could care less about one day then desperately wanting it the next, but each day it's a different one
-- anonymous
Gender is like when you wake up from a dream that's both realistic and weird af and for the first 10 minutes you can't remember if it really happened.
Gender is like playing Where's Waldo. Except, instead of a picture of Waldo, you're given an inkblot representation of Waldo. And the likely hood of finding someone who has even heard of Waldo- let alone know- is slim to none.
Gender is like the Mona Lisa. It's an unavoidable motif in western culture, but nobody cared about it until it was removed from the museum. Marcel Duchamp drew a mustache on it.
- anonymous
Gender is like a messy room filled with tons of individual items, and the more you try to categorize and sort the items, the more confused and lost you are.
- anonymous
Gender is like the ocean. It is deep and terrifying, what it appears may not be what lurks under the surface. But it is precious and invaluable to all, and when you find it, it holds an incomparable beauty.
- anonymous
gender is like... when you're so happy like you haven't been in months and everything feels good and possible
- anonymous
Gender is like a flower, while some may be similar no two are quite the same. And all of them are absolutely beautiful.
- anonymous
Gender is like the sky. Beautiful, stunning, colourful. But you can not imagine what you‘ll find behind all that.
- J