My Gender

imagine a small clearing of trees, just a rough circle in of evergreens, there's a couple inches of fresh snow in the clearing, but none of your footprints leading in. it's as if you were just suddenly there one day, and then a light snow starts falling, but it doesn't accumulate, it just snows, perfectly, calmly, and there's a silence, it's almost eerie, but not, it's comforting and cold, and cosy, but still, very quiet and peaceful

that's how my gender feels, that feeling in that snowy clearing that I just detailed

when my emotions act up, albeit rare, the snow will swirl and move in patterns that are fitting, so anger it stops snowing and will hail, and when I'm sad, the snow will swirl around the edges of the clearing, blocking people from being let in, and when I'm happy or feeling love, it will flurry up and down instead of just swirling downwards