Identity is such a slippery concept, and yet it seems to rule our actions. In many ways, we are, and behave, as who we think we are. But there are so many dimensions of identity that we have to embrace only a few. Who are you? You are a spouse, or a parent, or a professional, a member of a religious or political group, or none. You are part of a web of friends. Perhaps you are dedicated to a philosophy of life. All of us must chose what is important to our identity, the parts in which we are willing to invest our limited energies and emotions.
Including gender.
I have been thinking a lot about identity lately, and recent events in my life have given me a small epiphany about gender and identity. Some of you may remember that I have a 22 year old child that came out this year and is transitioning to female. It has been difficult for my wife, and frankly I have been surprised at how difficult it has been for me, a crossdresser, as well.
I think it is about our investment in gender. I am tall and I like my muscles, but I have never been particularly macho. I choose to invest my limited identity resources elsewhere. I think that is why, later in life, I could drift into crossdressing. It did not really clash with a key component of my identity. For my child, however, gender apparently is near the center of her identity. It is so key that she is willing to endure the pain and effort of transition. That gender is so important as to rule your actions so completely is a foreign concept to me.
On the surface, my child and I may seem similar. But in reality, we are opposites. Gender is of such little importance to my identity that I can be fluid in my gender. Gender is of such great importance to her identity that she must be fluid in her gender.
What about your identity? How much of it do you have invested in gender?
Liz