“I’m going through an identity crisis,” I recall telling my
mom when I was about 14 or 15 years old, some 45 years ago.
Maybe she wondered what the heck I was talking about but
chalked it up to teenage psychobabble that didn’t really mean much although, by
that time, my older sister had come out as a lesbian.
In retrospect, I’m not sure what I was referring to with my “identity
crisis” comment. My best guess at this time is that I wanted to find meaning in
my life – I was consumed with trying to understand my role in the world – and was
expressing these feelings in person or in writing, whenever the opportunity presented
itself.
I struggled with all kinds of things as a teen, much the
same as many of us I suppose – relationships primarily – but I have always felt
free to be me. I didn’t question my
gender or my sexuality and can’t remember anyone else other than my sister choosing
his/her own path as a lesbian or gay man, although I remember hearing about a
drag show here and there…and not getting it.
Had a child of mine said to me he/she’s having an identity
crisis – granted, many years after I said it – I wonder where my thoughts would
have gone: my guess is somewhere along
the gender spectrum, which is not only represented with LGBTQ but also non-binary,
gender fluid and so on.
I’m not embarrassed to admit I truly don’t get it all, but
I’m starting to feel that I should indeed have a better understanding. The world might be a much more humane place
if we could be open to comprehending the struggles so many of us have and
extend some compassion to them as well.
David and I are forever surfing for what we can stream on TV
and came across a Netflix mini-series called “Tales of the City,” based on the
book series by Armistead Maupin, which first aired on public television in the
late 1990s. It earned a Peabody award for
its groundbreaking depiction of the complex lives of the LGBTQ community.
The current remake, from a show by the same name in the
1990s, centers on the diverse set of inhabitants who live in an apartment /
boarding house complex in San Francisco.
There are also heterosexual divorced men and women in the mix, along
with multi-cultural couples and basically any scenario you can imagine.
The roles of the trans landlady is played by Olympia Dukakis;
Laura Linney plays a straight woman who returned to the area after abandoning
her adopted daughter – played by Ellen Page – decades before. Linney also reconnects with her ex-husband,
played by Paul Gross, who wants to be involved with his neighbor, a woman of color
who is half his age.
I can relate to a couple aspects of the characters’ lives,
specifically when it comes to divorce, but that’s about it. The emotions for those transitioning are
mind-boggling. There is a lesbian – in a
relationship with a woman – who is transitioning to being a man and, in that
process, he finds he’s become attracted to men, no longer to the woman with
whom he had been in a relationship when he was a woman.
Another show we watched several years ago is called “Transparent,”
which portrays the story of the family patriarch, played by Jeffrey Tambour, who
transitioned from Mort to Maura in the loving but complicated setting of his
family – his ex-wife Judith Light and his three grown children. He spent most of his life confronting his
unhappiness of being a man and wanting to be a woman and then began the transitioning
process, which changed his friendships and relationships across the board.
Since watching Tales of the City, I have been trying to
educate myself more and found what I consider an eye-opening story that
addresses the impact of transitioning on mental health: https://www.buzzfeednews.com/article/carolinekee/people-talk-about-transitioning-and-mental-health
In this story, 35 people shared their feelings. The first person interviewed, Ianna Drew Urquhart,
stated that coming out and transitioning was like “removing the biggest weight
in the world.” Another interviewee named
Sophia said that “before transitioning she felt numb and dead inside; after,
even feeling sad was amazing because it meant I was alive.” Each story is
heartfelt, compelling and gives me hope.
I am so happy that many individuals, while still
facing discrimination unfortunately, have access to information, resources and support online and/or in person. In addition, I am optimistic that the kids of
today will feel comfortable to talk with their parents and that the parents
will be open to these wide-ranging and potentially difficult discussions, as
well as knowledgeable.
I am also grateful for programing like Tales of the City and
Transparent, and others too, that offer an education for those of us who may
not have had first-hand exposure to people dealing with such complicated matters.
Trying to understand all these complexities reminds me how
simple life can be for people without gender identity and sexual orientation issues
and, honestly, how many worlds I know nothing about.
Hi Judy, I just got around to reading your blog and, as always, found it so interesting.
ReplyDeleteI feel that I am very ignorant to so many of the LBGTQ issues, and because of that ignorance, I find myself wondering so often because I don't understand it all. I have a gay nephew and many gay friends, and recently was introduced to my neighbor's 15-year-old niece who is in the process of transitioning to a male.
I guess my ignorance shows when I think to myself that she is so young to be making such a lifechanging decision. I was thankful that my neighbor was forthcoming enough to let me know that I could address her as her, him or they. This is so very difficult and foreign to me, and I really admire you for your continued search to learn more so you can understand more. I must admit I am not there yet, probably because it is a scary thing to me. But if it is scary to me, I can only imagine how scary it must be for those who are struggling through it.
I recently donned a "Free Mom Hugs" T-Shirt and worked with a friend to organize a bus of moms and dads to go down to the Philadelphia Pride Parade. We set ourselves up at the end of the parade, directly across from a very hateful group that was shouting through bullhorns the most awful things I ever heard. It was amazing to see some of the parade participants come rushing into our arms saying that this was their favorite part of the parade! They would say that their mom never hugs them or that their parents kicked them out of the house.
Here, at this spot, I was comfortable. I think that is because of where my heart was. I truly agree with you that life is so simple for people without gender identity and sexual orientation issues. I don't ever want to presume that I understand what it's all about, but I do know one thing, even though I totally don't understand a lot of the people in these communities, I do want them to know that they are loved.
I believe the people who were saying such horrible things across from us at the parade were from a religious group, as they had a lot of bible verses on posters and were shouting how these people were going to hell. I turned to my friends and said that I would love to be at the gates of heaven when they arrived because surely God would not be letting them in after the way they were acting and the hateful things they were saying. Love is love, and no matter who a person is or what their orientation is, everyone deserves to be loved.
Thanks for your honesty, Judy. Love you.
Cel - Your comments are more powerful than my post :) and so beautifully stated. You have such a loving heart and soul and can see deep into what truly matters: showing compassion for people struggling and/or making life decisions that are important for them and also understanding that, as you said, "Love is love, and no matter who a person is or what their orientation is, everyone deserves to be loved."
DeleteAs always, beautifully and eloquently written! You always have such a nice message to share - and your honesty about understanding (or not understanding) all different aspects of life is so relatable! It's fascinating how many different paths there are to choose in life, and everyone may not understand the choices some make, but we should celebrate everyone, regardless of who we choose to love. It is heartbreaking to know that some people may never be able to experience what love should feel like because they are afraid that society may not accept them. If we all tried to be a bit more accepting and open, the world would be such a happier, more peaceful place! XO
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