And if you literally can not think of a single case where you would actually want to truly communicate and have a cisgendered person comprehend it, that's fine.

Actually, I have had that experience. It's been rare, but I've had them. I have them with my partner, and I had them when I was away at camp.

You know what was so beautiful about them? I didn't have to define a damn thing. These people cared enough about me and people like me, that they did the work themselves beforehand, and I didn't once have to explain myself. We could just talk, and know we were hearing and understanding each other, and it had nothing to do with concrete definitions of words and everything to do with the fact that these people were empathetic and these people were willing to stop seeing me as something that had to be defined and just saw me.

It was beautiful.

I need to leave this conversation now. It's clear that all you want to talk about is the abstract, and I have no interest in that. I'm talking about real people with real lives, and I honestly don't care if you think it's stupid that those people might need to use a word that doesn't strictly fit them.