I check ‘other’ for the same reason I don’t have a solid “clique” of friends. Labels are safe zones for the fearful. The world tries to define us by the boxes we select. But some gifts are too beautiful to be contained. My conscience sometimes tries to dupe me into living within society’s confines. It tells me who I should love. Where I’m supposed to be at 30. What I should look like. But these are no one else’s decisions to make. So I can’t allow their voices to inhabit my conscience when I check ‘other.’ I can’t allow myself to be afraid. Like them.