In the wake of my last post: keep your fucking hands off my identity

There are people that want to hear more. Maybe you will, maybe you won’t. I’ve been quite clear with Marie that I do NOT want my life to be the trans channel, Sidekick edition. Right now I’m dealing with some entitlement-to-identity issues both in private and in public, and I am going to say something that I often back up with friends of varying genders and sexualities:
nobody gets to say whether I’m gay, straight, heteroflexible, or anything else EXCEPT FOR ME. MY IDENTITY IS SACROSANCT, AND SO IS YOURS. It does not matter if my identity aligns with the in-power populace; certainly I now have less power than my mainstream equivalents by choosing to keep my commitment to my marriage – and let’s be honest, to my health. Denying my right to identify/define myself is a violation on a deep level, and it is not okay.
Respect that or GTFO.