Sharing my post from last November once again today. As I continue to navigate this journey of self-discovery, celebrating my very first International Non-Binary People's Day feels quietly meaningful. Claiming my own space and identity is still a work in progress, but I am deeply grateful for the quiet support and honest conversations that have brought me here. Wishing peace and warmth to everyone celebrating today. 💜💛
Growing up, I never quite fit into the typical mold of masculinity. My name, Minhee, doesn't help either—it carries a fairly feminine connotation in Korean, which only made it harder to feel any strong sense of male identity.
For the longest time, society categorized me as male, and I didn't really push back against that label. I just went along with it.
But over time, I've realized something important: I don't just lack the traits society expects from men—I have zero interest in pursuing what people call “masculine values.” Sometimes I find myself actively rejecting them.
Things really clicked after I met my spouse, Lisa (@tokolovesme). Through our deep, honest conversations, I finally found words for something I'd felt all along: I'm fundamentally different from a typical cisgender, heterosexual man.
I have come to identify as non-binary and bisexual.
After introducing myself as a man for my entire life, claiming this identity—actually saying “I am non-binary”—still feels new and awkward. But I'm starting to share this truth with the people close to me, one conversation at a time.
