It is! I have to say that Americans are very focused on binaries. Married or single (because if you're in a committed relationship, you're not married and it doesn't count)? Black or white? Gay or straight? Boy or girl?
Why? Why does it have to be one or the other? Why can't we just be whatever we are? There are all these boxes we have to check and ways that we have to identify ourselves. Outside of those boxes there is a mountain stigma for anything that's "in between." Grey has become shameful.
But grey is OK. There is nothing wrong with something being somewhere in the middle. Somewhere in the middle of America, people live happily. Somewhere in the middle of the ocean there's a shark. Somewhere in the middle of my day I have to go pee. Somewhere in the middle of our skulls is our brains. Somewhere in the middle of 100 °F and 50 °F is a perfect 75 °F. Somewhere in the middle of boy and girl, gay and straight, black and white, tall and short, people live, and are happy, and are good people, and are beautiful, and are smart, and are real...
Do my physical traits define me, or does my sense of self? Is it really a problem if I choose to cover my penis with a skirt rather than pants or keep my feminine legs hairy rather than artificially hairless? Is it a problem if you fall in love with me as a person only to discover that my body is not what you expected it underneath my clothing? Because, really, it's always a surprise inside, unless you met me in my birthday suit.
I just don't see anything wrong with being somewhere in the middle. Let's allow people to live somewhere in the middle, where it's 75 °F and beautifully stretched with plains and wheat, somewhere where someone else's sexuality or genitals don't matter. Somewhere that's grey. Grey is OK.