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My name is Jim.
I'm a man, I have
a hot girlfriend,
I've always played sports,
I have a cool car--
OK, so technically it's
my mom's, but whatever.
Anyway, that's me.
But my girlfriend, Cassie,
she sees the world as way
more complicated than that
in ways I don't understand.
Today, after basketball
practice Cassie
asked me if I'd give
her a ride to the mall
so she could run in
for a few things.
But I hate the mall.
It just depresses me.
So I waited in the car.
So what did you get?
Just some stuff.
Jeez, Cass.
Do you really need more clothes?
This girl does not
need more clothes.
It's not for me.
It's for a friend.
That's weird.
Why?
Because she feels embarrassed
shopping for herself.
Why would she feel embarrassed
about buying clothes?
Because, well, she
was born male bodied,
but she doesn't
identify as a boy.
She's always felt like a girl.
So she asked me to buy
some clothes for her
to help her dress in a way
that expresses how she feels.
What?
Don't worry about it.
Let's go home.
This stuff is for a guy who
wants to dress up as a girl?
No, a transgender person,
meaning their body
doesn't match their
gender identity.
Gender identity?
What are you talking about Cass.
If you have a
penis, you're a guy.
If you have a vagina,
you're a girl.
It's that simple.
It's not that simple.
Someone's gender identity
is not determined
by what genitals they have.
Sure, most people
identify with the gender
they were assigned at birth,
like you were born with a penis
and identify as a boy.
That's called cisgender.
Why would anyone want
to be transgender?
No one chooses their gender.
Gender identity is a
person's internal sense
of being male, female or
sometimes something else
altogether.
This friend feels like
they're in the wrong body.
Who is this friend?
I promised I wouldn't tell.
Cass, you can't
just say, "Hey, I
bought women's clothes
for some dude,"
and then not tell me who it is.
It's not for some dude.
Why are they asking you
to do this for them?
Why don't they get their mom
to go shopping or something?
It would be great if they
could open up to their parents
about being
transgender, but it can
be scary to tell
people when you don't
know how they might react.
That's why it's good she
has a friend like me.
You're too nice
to weirdos, Cass.
I definitely wouldn't to be
friends with someone like that.
Well--
I know them?
Is it Joseph?
Adam?
Matty B?
Jake?
Glen?
Mm.
Glen?
Jim.
Glen Davis?
I've known him since pre-school.
I'm so bad with secrets.
Don't tell anyone,
I promised Glenda.
Glenda?
That's the name she
wants to use now.
There is no way I'm being
friends with Glenda.
How can you say that?
You were just talking
to her this afternoon.
Sure, she was dressed
in boy clothes
and you called her Glen, but--
Well, we're not talking
to them anymore.
Hey, I'm at the mall.
Can you come pick me up?
Fine.
Leave!
What Cass said couldn't be true.
But now that I think
about it, Glen's
always been kind of
different, or I don't know.
Like I said, Cassie makes
everything too complicated.
If you have a vagina,
you're a girl.
If you have a penis, you're a--
Jim?
I kind of thought
I'd find you here.
I remember we used to play
here when we were a little.
Cassie told me about your fight.
She says you're a girl now?
I've always been a girl.
No matter what you see me
wearing, no matter what
name people have
been calling me,
I've always been
Glenda on the inside.
I don't understand.
I know it can take
time to understand.
That's why I'm taking my time
in who I talk to about it.
And that's why I need
great friends like Cassie
who accept me for who I am.
I hope you can
understand me someday.
But until then, I hope you'll
respect me enough to keep it
to yourself for now.
That's all I wanted to say.
Gender identity.
Who I am always seemed
so simple to me.
Basketball team,
hot girlfriend, man.
Sounds like for them
it was never simple.
I guess it was brave to
come here to talk to me,
took balls or it took something.
Glen-- Glenda, I don't fully
understand this, but sure.
I won't tell anyone.
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