"Last night I was discussing with my significant other how I
don’t really remember the days before the confusion.
Or even during the confusion.
Clearly through confusion I have been.
However, once you know something, you can’t un-know it.
So my pre-trans-knowledge days are fuzzy.
My pre-asexual days are long long gone, seeming so
childish, like a youthful memory where one was barely
gaining consciousness of the world. You don’t remember
anything of the times before you could remember
something (your pre-conscious days). Every time I make a
discovery, it’s like a re-birth. Every conclusion makes me
gain consciousness of something while crippling my memory
of pre-conscious days, as if those memories had never
formed in the first place."
-Micah, of Neutrois Nonsense