Queer B.O.I.S.
:: #QueerBOIS Submission:: I got dressed up to take this picture. This is around the anniversary of the year I got diagnosed with non-hodgkins lymphoma. I was nine years old, and 2 weeks into treatment, my hair fell out, and so everyone in my family had a fit. Said I didn’t look like a girl. Now its 8 years later, and I realize that I never once had a problem with that. So fast forward to now, all of that is on my mind. All of the nonsense with the hair, and how it defined how people perceived my gender. It doesn’t really matter now, does it? I cut off all my hair last october, and a family member said to me “You know how it felt to lose your hair, why would you cut it off, don’t you know how lucky you are?” And I shrugged. People get so worked up about the little things…cutting my hair off didn’t invalidate my battle with cancer, nor did having hair dictate my gender identity… It’s funny, really, how these things work… -Audric [A genderqueer cancer survivor] ———- First: we truly admire your journey, and your ability to claim your life, space and gender identification and own them. Also, kudos to you for knowing that hair does not define or determine your worth.  We are all in various states of in and out — hair should be one of our least worries!  We recently met a gentleman who has started a Bald and Proud Movement.  His work is uniquely situated to promote the beauty and simplicity of those of us who for one reason or another wear less hair on our heads.   Many blessings on your continued journey and its path, and keep your QB style rocking!  Your charm speaks volumes here!  - <3 McKenzie
October 8, 2012

:: #QueerBOIS Submission::

I got dressed up to take this picture. This is around the anniversary of the year I got diagnosed with non-hodgkins lymphoma. I was nine years old, and 2 weeks into treatment, my hair fell out, and so everyone in my family had a fit. Said I didn’t look like a girl. Now its 8 years later, and I realize that I never once had a problem with that.

So fast forward to now, all of that is on my mind. All of the nonsense with the hair, and how it defined how people perceived my gender. It doesn’t really matter now, does it? I cut off all my hair last october, and a family member said to me “You know how it felt to lose your hair, why would you cut it off, don’t you know how lucky you are?” And I shrugged. People get so worked up about the little things…cutting my hair off didn’t invalidate my battle with cancer, nor did having hair dictate my gender identity…

It’s funny, really, how these things work…

-Audric [A genderqueer cancer survivor]

———-

First: we truly admire your journey, and your ability to claim your life, space and gender identification and own them.

Also, kudos to you for knowing that hair does not define or determine your worth.  We are all in various states of in and out — hair should be one of our least worries!  We recently met a gentleman who has started a Bald and Proud Movement.  His work is uniquely situated to promote the beauty and simplicity of those of us who for one reason or another wear less hair on our heads.  

Many blessings on your continued journey and its path, and keep your QB style rocking!  Your charm speaks volumes here! 

- <3 McKenzie

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