Originally Posted by Occipitalred
I think this whole gender-identity thing is very interesting. I like the idea that we are not binary but part of a web of spectra, so I liked that cookie diagram, Mzzkc.
But, I have a very similar opinion as Maeni.
I am a cisgendered male. But I thought I was a transgendered female in my childhood because that is what people told me I was, because I had many friends that were girl. I never felt girly but people did. So, I thought if I were a girl, everyone would love me, and I wouldn't be insulted anymore. Growing up, I've stopped believing other people, and have realized that although some people expressed that opinion, others expressed opposing opinions about me.
My point here, is although I really like reading about gender identity and I find that it makes the world look more complex, it has only harmed me as a child, and I do not see the relevance of it for me. Like Maeni, I identify with my sex. I don't believe in gender: I don't think a man should act a way and a woman another. I like to see people of all flavors, but it bothers me when people say "That's a tomboy or that's a broken boy." I wish people would all just be boys, and girls (and well, those who were born differently) and that that would not imply anything at all but them.
So, I really do am curious what you would say. Why does a transgender feel the need to label themselves as such. For example, why would a female label herself as a male? If there is no such thing as a male? (I think I am mostly trying to find out if my experience with gender identity has anything to do with people who are transgender or gender-fluid. Is it trying to find where you fit in society, is it a real feeling you feel inside you?)
I think it might help for you to think of things in terms of bodily comfort. Turning things on their head, imagine--using your own childhood experience--everyone was telling you your leg was broken. To you, your leg felt fine, you felt no pain, and you couldn't imagine why everyone kept insisting it was broken and trying to get it fixed.
For a lot of trans folk, their leg really is broken, but too often the break isn't obviously busting through the skin. They're in pain, but their parents take a quick look, tell them they don't see anything wrong, and that's the end of it. Except the leg is still broken, the pain is still there, and only medical intervention will fix the problem, cause for whatever reason, the leg isn't healing. Eventually, if help isn't sought the pain becomes too much, and suicide or some other form of complete detachment seems like the most reasonable solution.
Transition tends to be life saving. A large part of that transition happens socially, which means navigating social constructs and re-appropriating social tools (like labels) to assist in healing yourself up. For instance, if I had never started up this thread, y'all would just continue to assume: "that's a dude" and treat me as such. But if I'm not it that mode, seeing that is like a kick in my leg which has only just started to heal. I don't know about you, but I'm not a fan of hanging out in places where people who'd otherwise call you friend are aggravating your wound. It's a big reason why I haven't been around here much recently. But by letting folks know: "hey, I've got a broken leg, sorry I didn't tell you earlier, could you please stop kicking it?" I open up the possibility of hanging around that group of people instead of being forced to cut them out of my life entirely.
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