Well this month is Pride Month 2019. Is there any subject more fraught in America than sexuality and gender identity in our culture war? The rhetoric from both sides has become so heated that it worries me that the rhetoric may morph into something much, much worse. The red states seem to be entrenching with more traditional stances after 8 years of President Obama. Meanwhile the blue states are rushing toward a progressive utopia that the president kick started when he pushed for the legalization of gay marriage. The acrimony between the two sides seems likely to continue.
Having grown up on the Right during the 70’s, sexuality and gender were always pretty simple concepts determined by one’s biological sex. It was a binary choice, and those who didn’t adhere to those two options were unfortunately ridiculed by the entire culture. But the cultural revolution that was started in the 1960’s with the demands for ‘free love’ have continued to spill throughout the culture, and now, it seems, everything must be re-examined.
But for me, what forced me to re-examine the things I believed was the crisis brought upon our marriage by my wife’s d.i.d. Hell broke loose in our family and marriage as I suddenly had 5 other girls (alters) join our lives. It was absolutely overwhelming, and my nice and comfortable beliefs that I had adopted by osmosis from my parents were put to the test. I simply had no room for things that didn’t line up with reality, things that didn’t work, or things that caused me more stress. You can read about my re-evaluation process, and especially how I answered the “Who Am I?” question during this complete reboot of myself, here if you have interest.
Now, maybe if I was younger, I might have gotten caught up in the gender-identity-question euphoria that has captured those on the Left. But ,I’m old enough, and also don’t give a damn enough what others think, so that as I answered the question ‘who am I?’ it didn’t matter to me that many of my answers fell outside the culturally-defined boundaries of what men are expected to be. I’ve got a butterfly and flower tattoo on my hip: don’t care if it’s not ‘masculine’ enough for others because my wife and I love it. My ideal man cave would be full of fairies, butterflies, and other magical and whimsical creatures: again, I don’t care if that’s ‘sissified’. I say, “Says who?” I love ‘pretty’ things, ‘thank you very much.’ Even my wife will quip that often I am more ‘feminine’ in my emotional expression. Naw, I’m just in touch with my feelings.
I went online to gain a better understanding concerning the gender-identity issue from the Left’s perspective. But when I read through one of the first sites to pop up via Google, I was a little surprised: the website completely skipped any semblance of an argument against biological gender assignment. Instead it seemed to focus on feelings, experiences, and other internal-perspective issues. The website said all gender issues are on a spectrum, and so the number of gender identities possible are truly only limited by one’s imagination. I scanned a couple of other sites and was impressed by the disconnect between the two sides: the Left focuses on internal factors while the Right focuses on the external plumbing. Hmmm…
And so I got to thinking. What can dissociative identity disorder teach us about this subject? And what other things from our healing journey might shed some understanding on this flashpoint that brings fear, invective, misunderstanding, and a host of other feelings out in both sides of the debate?
Well, the obvious application of dissociative identity disorder to this debate concerns ‘gender fluidity.’ See, I believe that we humans are foundationally multiples as I explained in my first post, but the problem is both sides want to act like singletons. The Right can only see externally and binarily, and it can only accept narrow gender roles. The Left, however, is embracing its inner multiplicity. And yet, the Left doesn’t really seem to grasp personal fluidity even though it definitely recognizes its presence in our personal experiences. “One day I feel like this. The next I feel like that. A third day, I’m totally different again, and so on…” And so the Left has chosen to use the term “fluid” to describe the continual switching many people experience between various parts of their personality. And to that part of the debate, I say, “Right on!” But, sadly, the Left also acts like a singleton in its inability to see anything but its inner experience. It has a myopic view of gender every bit as restrictive as the Right, only at different points.
But there’s much more to the debate than our fluid personalities. I think the main part of the problem comes because the Left and Right are truly talking about apples and oranges. The Right has staked its argument on the traditional definition of external gender: check under the hood, see what the plumbing is, and voila! You’re either a male or a female. Nice and simple. Then it unthinkingly accepts the culturally-defined roles for men and women which have no basis for validity other than a majority-rules kind of acceptance. Men are strong. Men are independent. Men don’t cry. Men drink beer, scratch their crotches, and maybe even live for sports. Women on the other hand are the caretakers, emotionally in touch, the child rearers as well as child bearers, and on and on with the stereotypes. The only problem with these two nice and neat, culturally-defined roles for men and women is that they left too many people out who didn’t fit those clean and tidy straitjackets.
I believe the part of the problem arose when the Left focused on culturally-defined gender roles while confusing it with biologically assigned gender. The Left chose an experientially-backed perspective for gender identity: not everyone fits in the traditional roles, therefore, biologically-based, binary gender assignments are wrong. The problem is, imo, the Left questioned the wrong part of the equation. Instead of questioning the culturally-defined gender roles, it questioned biological gender assignment. And then armed with the new assumptions about gender identity, it began to battle the Right. And voila, a cultural flashpoint where the two sides are arguing about different things that happen to include the word ‘gender.’
The healing journey with my wife confirmed to me that I simply don’t conform to culturally-expected stereotypes for men: and that’s not my problem. As I’ve become more and more ‘multiple’ in the expression of who I am, I’m more and more comfortable with living outside the boundaries America tries to define for me. I’m the breadwinner for my family, but I’m also the nurturer and caregiver for all the littles (alters who front as little children) who joined my life. I take care of the house maintenance, and I love rom-coms and a good tear jerker which my wife refuses to watch with me(!). I’m the one who held our marriage together when her ptsd symptoms nearly drowned all of us. I’m the one who tells her ‘life was meant to be shared’ and then insists on doing as many things as possible together so that the d.i.d. doesn’t tear us apart. The walls of my factory office at work are filled with butterflies and Josephine Wall’s whimsically, magical art work. I could go on and on detailing the many, many ways that, culturally, I simply don’t fit the mold for males: who cares. I’m my own man!
But there are other things which I choose not to do because I live in a small town in the Midwest where those things would be culturally frowned upon. So I guess the Left would tell me I’m not being true to my ‘authentic self’. But I would counter than when you understand multiplicity correctly, just because I ‘want’ to do something doesn’t mean I ‘must’ do something. Despite the slogans, none of us can really have it all. We always pick and choose between priorities. I’ve got more important things to do then express myself in every way that I can imagine, even if it might be fun at times!
The Right is fighting over external, biological gender assignment, but the Left is fighting over culturally-driven gender roles that truly reflect one’s inner, personal experience the best I can tell. Just because these two issues share a common word does not make them synonymous, and yet both sides are locked in mortal combat as if that were the case.
So, where does this leave us?
1) To both sides I would say, “Hey, you are fighting over apples and oranges! Wake up!” My personal suggestion would be for the Left to realize they are no longer using the primary definition of gender and also realize that their true beef is with culturally-defined gender roles more than external gender itself. I’m all for fluidity and diversity within the two biologically defined genders. Let men and women be as diverse as they want, but let’s still call them male or female. I’m completely comfortable being a non-conforming male to cultural expectations, but why must I change my gender identity just because parts of me feel quite feminine when viewed through a cultural lens?
2) Beyond the public schools’ bathroom/locker room issue, to the Right, I say why can’t we live and let live? Does it really matter what someone else calls him or herself? A rose by any other name is still a rose. When the other 7 girls (alters) joined my life, I had a choice. I could try to force my reality upon them. Many spouses and family members in my place try to do so. I see all the girls as part of my wife. And yet only one of the 8 girls sees herself as my wife. The rest see me as a friend, daddy or caretaker. And so I decided to walk in their reality, since they couldn’t see outside of their own, and little by little we’ve built a new reality based on love and respect. Two of the girls have matured to the point, that they began to date me. One went on to become engaged to me. But each girl was desperate to have my love and affection for her on her terms. It cost me a lot more to do that for those in my wife’s group: I can certainly do it for friends or strangers where it literally costs me nothing other than the respect that they desire.
3) To everyone my wish is for us to live as ‘multiples’, to learn to see more than one perspective, to learn to see outside of ourselves and truly understand where another person is coming from. Only then will our culture have a chance to rise above the anger, fear and acrimony that threatens to tear us apart.
Sam
