Genderless. Now what?

Alright everyone, so it’s been three days since Xmas and I’ve got some frustrations.

So like most of us, I succumbed to holiday tradition and found myself travelling to my hometown sometime in the early morning of December 22. I must confess I was rather pleased to be doing so. I’ve had a trying couple of months and was looking forward to vacation, family and being waiting on hand and foot, such is the way of the loving parent. :-) For the most part the entire visit has been exceedingly enjoyable, with good food, good company and good sleep. Though “good sleep” for me means any sleep at all. There’s just one frustrating factor, albeit an anticipated one.

I believe I eluded to in my previous post, my parents have known about my genderless status for about four months. Now I know that isn’t a great deal of time to process something like this, especially if the person concerned is three thousand kilometers away. However, I can’t help but be endlessly frustrated/annoyed/angered at their lack of respect for my word preferences. I’ve told them quite clearly that I don’t want to be referred to with any female terms (i.e. girl, daughter, woman etc.) and though I expect a few slip-ups, sometimes it just seems like they’re not even making an effort.

Maybe I’m overly sensitive.
Maybe the slip-ups are all completely genuine forgetfulness. They are, after all, in their fifties.
Maybe they’re never going to see me as anything but a girl.

Fuck gender.

M.

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I’ve decided to start a blog.
Though I’d like to say my rationale for doing such a unadventurous thing was something noble like “educating the masses”, I’m afraid it is simply a method of venting my ever-increasing frustration with the gendered world.

I shall supply you with a little bit of background. At some, unspecified, point during the month of August 2011, I came to the long delayed conclusion that I am genderless. Not only that, but I lack a fundamental understanding of the concept of gender. While for the first month or so I rode a wave of exhilaration that follows any discovery of a long suppressed and profound aspect of oneself, it didn’t take long for reality to sink in. I wish I could simply tell reality to go fuck itself.

Anyway, I plan to use this blog as a platform to, as previously stated, vent any frustrations I may have. As well as, hopefully, bask in the victories and benefits. And maybe, just maybe, meet some other people like me.

As of today, 16/12/11, I am out as genderless to both my parents, my paternal grandparents, one set of aunt and uncle, two of their sons, another cousin and two friends. I’m also out to any people they’ve told, though I haven’t personally spoken to anyone else.

Alright I think that’s enough for one night.
Until next time!

M.