

I don’t know the answer, but I support people as however they identify, I don’t care and love them all, but I sort of would feel silly saying I was she/her. Like it’s like I’m participating in something that I’m not really a part of.
My 87 year old aunt volunteers for a local theater, which obviously has a lot of queer folks involved, and at one point the coordinator said when the volunteers introduced themselves at a meeting that they should announce their preferred pronouns. I get that the coordinator meant well, but my aunt said it’s nobody’s business what her pronouns are unless RuPaul is asking. LOL.
I see it as white and gold unless I squeeze my eyes almost shut and then it looks blue.