Getting Here From There (finding an identity)
I haven’t found a permanent identity, and I don’t believe there’s really such a thing. Everything is fluid – gender, sexuality, who the hell you are – in everyone to some degree.
But I am still looking for something more … specific, I guess, than non-binary. Maybe I’ll find something and maybe I won’t and maybe eventually I won’t even care.
But anyway, getting here. It involved a lot of research, which felt pretty weird because of that idea that makes trans-ness more palatable to the general public: you would just KNOW (have always known) that your gender was wrong and which gender you should be.
Well, I have always felt different. I’ve always felt like I was on the outside of “female” looking in, hovering just around the edges. But I didn’t know I could be outside the binary. I didn’t know that if I felt wrong as a girl/woman, it didn’t have to be because I felt too “male”. So I spent a lot of time shoehorning myself into being female. It’s a bit hard for me to transition out of calling myself “girl” in my head because I adapted my definition of girls/women by tacking on “and me” at the end. And I do feel guilty and question myself when a mental “girl” slips out. But that’s for another post.
The door to my non-binariness, as I mentioned last post, was that very term. I ended up on the official website and found all sorts of lists and links about all sorts of different identities under the nb umbrella. I was so excited! I loved learning about all the different possibilities and the people who lived within them. I love finding out that people felt like me, that I wasn’t a weirdo and didn’t have to keep suppressing the parts of myself that didn’t fit into the mold of femaleness.
But … the research also made my head spin. Besides there being so many different gender identities out there, there were so many definitions within each identity. Every night I’d read the definitions of the ones I felt were best for me, trying to figure out which one was closest and felt best. It was a real headache (literally). I liked neutrois because it was fully self-defined. I liked agender because it showed my disagreement with the current construct of gender. I liked demigirl, but then questioned if I felt girl enough to even qualify as demi.
Finally I realized … I’m just starting out on this journey. How should I know?
I know that a lot of the desperation for a label came with the desire to have something concrete to tell people. If you have a concrete idea of who you are, it’s harder for people to tear it down. And I wanted to know exactly who I was so I could know exactly what to do next.
But the fact is that I’m still totally questioning how I experience gender, or if I experience it at all! I guess right now I’m female-adjacent (and feeling awfully clever for coming up with that term). I’ve been hanging out around the outskirts of town and sometimes I wander in. So … am I a little female? Am I sometimes a little female? When I say I don’t believe in the binary I’m not trying to say that it doesn’t exist at all, only that I think gender extends far beyond it. So I guess I’m also questioning how the binary fits into my idea of non-binariness.
The point is that I’m going to change a lot, maybe outwardly, maybe just in my mind. I have a feeling I’m going to start drifting away from lady-town, but I may be totally wrong. I’m still trying to figure out what gender really is anyway.
So for now, non-binary is the best identity for me. It gives me a space to explore and be just who I am.