"Why does a RadFem Club have a man for president?!"
I met X in my freshman year at college. I was a diehard feminist, self-educated over the internet and was of course supportive of trans women. (Granted, my support was theoretical since I never met one.) I as a matter of course joined up with a radfem club in college, and was a tad surprised when I saw a tall, gangly, obviously male figure wearing tight yoga pants and a flowery skirt. That was X. He must have caught me staring, because he promptly sat down next to me, and