My femininity was heavily policed because it was seen as inferior to masculinity. My father, though he didn't have the words, couldn't understand why I would choose to be feminine when masculinity was privileged. What I had to negotiate at a young age was embracing who I was while rejecting whom others thought I should be ... Like my father, I grew confident in my choice to be true to myself, despite what anyone thought, despite the fear of what was to come. I knew that if I chose to make myself happy, to live in the pursuit of me and my dreams, that I would be free.
-- Janet Mock, Redefining Realness, p. 73