Reserved for my coming out post (and something else)
reserved for my post expressing support for you in your coming out
Reserved for my coming out post (and something else)
question: do u guys think the term "heteroflexibility" has value? OR is it really just a smokescreen for repressed bisexuals etc etc
The "+" is there for a reason. Basically, if you're not straight, then the boot fits. You don't need to win gold in the oppression olympics to be included.Without going into too much detail, although I identify as part of the + in lgbt+, the nuance to that situation means that I don't feel like I'm entitled to a claim on the lgbt+ label.
I guess I should clarify my thought in saying that the reason I feel like my gender expression doesn't entitle me to such a claim is because the nature of it's expression and of my path to discovering it has not resulted in any kind of hardship or discrimination on me nor has it materially impacted my relationships sexual or platonic in a way consistent with the experiences of the vast majority of the lgbt+ community
Perhaps the best way to put it is I feel like I'm "fringe lbgt+" with the aforementioned nuance of how I define who I am
Edit:
I think part of my concern with associating with the label is that I can imagine realistic possibilities where members of the community feel like they're being infringed upon based on the previous things said
I'm 6 months in [on HRT], and so far I've kinda seen my transition like going into a cocoon. One day I'll be ready to wriggle out into the open, and it'll be fucking awesome. But for now it's dark, lonely, and claustrophobic. I've justified this to myself by saying this is the trial I'll have to go through to be the person I want to be, that once I run the whole way through this largely self-imposed gauntlet and finally give myself a chance to stop and look up, I can finally have the catharsis of looking back at where I started, relishing in how far I've come, and marching triumphantly onward as the woman I was meant to be. But the truth is, I don't know that. I don't know how long I'll be charging forward, or when I'll finally allow myself to stop and look up. Even though I drew a "finish line" for myself when I started transitioning, there's no telling when or even if I'll cross it, or if I'll want to cross it at all by the time I get there. That's the thing about carving your own path: you only reach the end when you say you do.
To get to my point, I'm starting to question just how binary I really am. I'm still entirely feminine, and I know there's no right way to be a woman, but now that I've finally sat down and thought about it honestly, without my old traumas breathing down my neck, I'm thinking that maybe Woman with a capital W might not be 100% right for me. Or maybe it is, and maybe I just don't feel obligated to be as femme as humanly possible for my womanhood to be acknowledged. I don't know what nuances my gender might have that'd distinguish me from binary women