Along similar lines, while I never identified with either gender though female, I can recall at some point during grade school becoming very self conscious when I wore pants (probably corduroys back then - jeans weren't popular to wear to school yet) that the stiff zipper region of the pants would stick up like a lump when I sat down and I had this nagging fear that someone would think I was a boy! My mother dressed me very girly, and laughed when I confessed my fear to her one day. She assured me no one would mistake me for a boy. But my interest in science always kept me in more male company than female and I fit right in but never questioned my identity... in fact, more or less never even thought about it!
I feel sorry for the kids who get all confused about such matters these days. I recall when I wanted to become a nun - I was 13 or 14 years old - and corresponded with a nun. At some point she told me it was important to wait until I was at least 18 years old so that I could better understand what it was I would be giving up. I didn't understand what she meant back then, but of course it became more clear to me as time went on.
It seems to me sage advice to most young people these days: you may be confused, but hang in there and wait 'til you're at least 18 years old to decide who or what you really want to be. A lot in one's perspective can change by then, though there are many pig-headed and ignorant 18-year-olds who g out and do things they later regret. But better at 18 than before then. It would save a lot of heartache in many families. A strong God-centered faith-based background can be helpful too, though I know some people who grew up in such households but were victims of abuse in one form or other... people in their "faith-based community" who didn't practice their claimed-faith -- the dark and dirty secrets that have scarred many who now condemn the religion rather than the people who were not adhering to the religion they falsely professed to follow. 'Tis all a mess. Such is the human drama in a fallen world. Yes, I think our only recourse now is to pray.
Right
One thing to embody ambiguity
Another to eliminate the female and male
When I was young I'd tuck it twixt my legs and pretend to be female...
I guess all boys did
Now society has started to say:
Keep it tucked in there, it ain't to come out...
I mean, clarity on sexuality comes around puberty. One don't want to tie oneself down, but some things really are mostly binary,
So I think of embody ambiguity as a spiritual more than physical thing...
But in my lifetime I grew up with ten sets of foster parents....so my family has always been destroyed...
Along similar lines, while I never identified with either gender though female, I can recall at some point during grade school becoming very self conscious when I wore pants (probably corduroys back then - jeans weren't popular to wear to school yet) that the stiff zipper region of the pants would stick up like a lump when I sat down and I had this nagging fear that someone would think I was a boy! My mother dressed me very girly, and laughed when I confessed my fear to her one day. She assured me no one would mistake me for a boy. But my interest in science always kept me in more male company than female and I fit right in but never questioned my identity... in fact, more or less never even thought about it!
I feel sorry for the kids who get all confused about such matters these days. I recall when I wanted to become a nun - I was 13 or 14 years old - and corresponded with a nun. At some point she told me it was important to wait until I was at least 18 years old so that I could better understand what it was I would be giving up. I didn't understand what she meant back then, but of course it became more clear to me as time went on.
It seems to me sage advice to most young people these days: you may be confused, but hang in there and wait 'til you're at least 18 years old to decide who or what you really want to be. A lot in one's perspective can change by then, though there are many pig-headed and ignorant 18-year-olds who g out and do things they later regret. But better at 18 than before then. It would save a lot of heartache in many families. A strong God-centered faith-based background can be helpful too, though I know some people who grew up in such households but were victims of abuse in one form or other... people in their "faith-based community" who didn't practice their claimed-faith -- the dark and dirty secrets that have scarred many who now condemn the religion rather than the people who were not adhering to the religion they falsely professed to follow. 'Tis all a mess. Such is the human drama in a fallen world. Yes, I think our only recourse now is to pray.