Too repetitive and soapboxy for my tastes, but being an overemotional man, I cried at various intervals especially at the end when he talks about he no longer sees the future in context of "when I'm a man", because he already has the self-acceptance and autonomy he longed for as a child, what life looks like "beyond being male and gay", alluding to Lou Sullivan, as well.

I also feel a bit resentful at his attitude about "passing", in which he said that he no longer cares about how others perceive him because the goal should be one's comfort in their skin, and not trying so hard to fit cisnormative standards of what "men" and "women" should look like--yet he attests to passing effortlessly as a gay man. It's a sobering contrast, I think, to a pamphlet I read recently, Beyond the Gender Binary by Alok Vaid-Menon, in which their expression of their gender comes with a lot more consequences even when they also hold the same attitude about "passing". Perhaps it's the triumphant veneer Nicholas has about it, when his presentation of gender may not be as policed as someone clearly gender non-conforming and nonwhite.