Fluid gender identities

Genderfluid means the gender underneath changes over time, so man, woman, both, neither, or something with no name at all can each be accurate depending on the day.

Your gender doesn't swap stations. It changes volume — loud some weeks, faint others, sometimes off entirely.

Your gender changes — and so does how much of it there is.

Pulled towards a gender you cannot confirm is yours.

A gender that moves with your surroundings — the room changes, and so does what you are in it.

How much your gender matters to you goes up and down. The gender itself can stay perfectly still.

You may well have a gender. You have never been able to make yourself care which one.

You are not missing a gender. You just can't make yourself care about the one you've got.

A gender that's there, but faint — and a matching lack of urge to do anything about it.

Gender that moves on a schedule: a set rota of genders, or, in the other definition, one that tracks a partner's shifting attraction.

Several genders, and fluid between them: often more than one at a time, and which ones keeps changing.

Two genders, and each one moves — or one gender that moves between exactly two. Either way, the motion is the point.

Two genders and a switch between them — abrupt, complete, nothing in between.

Fluid between boy, neutral, androgynous and nothing — never a girl. The anchor is boyhood, not masculinity.

Your gender moves in a cycle — the same phases, in the same order, coming round again. Like the moon, not like the weather.

How much of a boy you are changes. Which gender it is does not — a whole boy, a faint one, sometimes none at all.

Fluid, but every stop keeps a feminine cast: girl, demigirl, a soft boy, something xenic — always with the femininity intact.

Indifference to gender with something in motion — the gender itself, how little it matters, or both.

A non-binary gender that changes volume — fully there some weeks, faint others, sometimes gone to agender — without swapping station.

Fluid mostly between male and masculine genders, occasionally elsewhere — but everything you land on keeps a masculine cast.

Fluid between girl, neutral, androgynous and genderless — never male — and anchored to being a girl rather than to femininity.

The girl part rises and falls. Full some weeks, faint others, sometimes gone, while the anchor stays a girl.

A gender that changes at random and often feels broken into pieces: several genders at once, none of them whole, no pattern to the shifts.