Fill in the blanks: I was assigned _________ at birth, but have always identified as ________.

I was assigned mortality at birth, but have always identified as immortal.
You?

Manliness…a wimp.

Dead! Well, not quite, but I’m told my skin was a lovely shade of bluish purple when I came out, accompanying an impressively low bloodsugar. Nowadays, I feel I’m doing pretty well in comparison. (Although if I identify as a zombie, that might increase my chances at immortality . . . )

I was assigned homework at birth, but I’ve always identified that as a pointless endeavor.

I was assigned average monetary status at birth, but have always identified as filthy stinking rich.

I was assigned a staff at birth; but all I got was a lousy walking stick.

I was assigned membership of the human race at birth, but have always identified as a tank. I am literally an M1 Abrams tank. My pronouns are ‘Fuck you, I’m a tank’.

I was assigned blind at birth, but have always identified as sighted.

I have very dark brown eyes, so my parents weren’t sure if they were operating at full parameters. It didn’t take long to check and reassure them, though.