The moment you meet me you start putting me in boxes. Male, Female, check. Young, old, check. White, Black, check. And then when you start getting to know me you put me in a few more boxes; unemployed, student, professional, heterosexual, homosexual, single, married, divorced, check, check, check.
Maybe, just maybe, I am more than what can fit in those boxes. It’s not always so black and white, sometime its more grey….all kinds of beautiful shades of grey. Please, let me out!