Which one?
Someone wrote…
Which one, which one? Why am I forced to choose my gender every day with things as simple as which locker room to use, because the gym doesn’t have any other options. Everyone else seems to know which one is right for them without paying any attention to it. Why do I think so much? Why does it have to matter?
What’s your experience?
Posted by Freiya on July 1st, 2012 at 08:00 am
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July 2nd, 2012 at 3:44 pm |
Yes…why does it have to matter??
Why can’t we be left alone to be ourselves in peace??
But we can’t: gender seems so core to everyone’s being. And because we are different, we confront (for better or worse) the gender-core of others around us. All that is human about us seems somehow ‘amplified’ because we are so conscious of our gender, because we have to be, because we know we’re different…
I think when we’ve become comfortable in who we are, regardless of the consequences, going ‘all in,’ we become a paradox: conscious of our gender, yet un-selfconsconcious in our expression. Maybe this is part of how the ‘curse’ of being ‘different’ is redeemed into something beautiful: very alive; very human…
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July 3rd, 2012 at 10:51 am |
I tend to phrase that question in my mind as “Why does the society I was born into force me to think about it, but not most other people?” But it’s pretty much the same question, and I also haven’t found a satisfactory answer yet.
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