First there were the antitestosterone diuretics. Then came the estrogenic hormones. Next came a decisive step--castration. Then removal of other parts and construction of novel parts.
My parts are dropping like flies.
I'm being forward-engineered. My pronouns are mutating, but they're also maturing. My résumé is being corrected--LinkedOut to be LinkedIn. My way out is the swinging door that hits me in the ass on my way in. Now the malleable world has to mature to me.
My new place in this world is sidestepping my old place: it's a dance, but I'm still leading, because they're playing my song.