Talking about my own misconceptions about the queer community, what it really means to be queer, and why I am proud to use the word queer to describe myself
Three years ago when I entered
college I was incredibly ignorant. Mostly I was ignorant by not recognizing my
own ignorance. I come from a liberal suburban city, have a well-educated
family, and strive to be well informed myself. However comparing what I now
know versus what I knew then, there is no doubt about it, I had no goddamned
clue. Of course, I still probably don’t, but one thing I do know now is what it
means it be queer.
At my high
school there were certainly gay people, and generally I would say that they
were respected and accepted. However, I have come to realize that there was
little space for people with other identities at my school. Few people fell
outside the gender binary, identified as trans*, or identified as anything
beyond the most straightforward definition of the L, G or B. At least that was
my impression. Still I thought I was an informed person, I thought I was
accepting. Even though I did not have very much person exposure to it, I had
learned the basics of what it meant to be transgendered, was in support of gay
rights and was happy to say that I was an ally.
I remember
filling out this online form and being confused by the gender box. I
recognized that T meant transgender, and that it was cool that they gave that
option, however I did not understand it. I remember questioning why it would
even be there, thinking that someone who is trans would naturally just choose F
or M based what their preferred gender is. Now of course I realize that some
trans* people simply do identify as their preferred gender, but that they might
identify as a trans, queer, androgynous,
non-binary or countless different distinct self defined gender identities. Now
I realize that those three choices still aren’t enough.
I had many other misconceptions
about the queer community as well. One thing I did not understand were bisexuals.
I was under the impression that if someone was bi it meant they were gay and
just hadn’t admitted it yet. Also, I thought that if someone were gay that they
would be absolutely certain of it, and have known their entire life. I thought
that to like the same sex meant that someone would automatically be attracted
to the stereotypically beautiful actor/actress type, and didn’t consider that
attraction could be to a variety of different gender presentations. One of the
biggest misconceptions I had though was that queer was a bad word. Even writing
down each of these misconceptions makes me feel incredibly silly. Each one of
these misconceptions I had disproven in some capacity simply through my own
experience.
My first experience with the word
queer was talking with a girl freshman year who self identified as queer. It
was a word I seldom heard, and thought of as a somewhat derogatory term, so I
was a little confused when she used that word to describe herself. She was
dating a girl and so I automatically assigned the label lesbian to her, and
questioned the fact that she had not done so herself. As it turns out her
girlfriend (now boyfriend) is trans*, it absolutely makes sense to me why she
would chose to identify as queer rather than chose a most restrictive term such
as lesbian, as well as the fact that people should be able to identify
themselves however they should chose for whatever reasons.
I too have found myself in a place
where none of the labels that society seems to deem acceptable, or at least
understandable seem to fit the way that I see myself. I would say that I am
confident in my identity as a cis-female, but still find myself questioning
gender roles and societal gender norms. I have a girlfriend, who I absolutely
see as a girl, but who society still sees as male. Neither heterosexual nor
homosexual seem to quite capture our relationship. I have a history of
identifying as straight, and being attracted to men, however I am now finding
myself attracted to certain women as well. The term bisexual seems to imply
that there are two genders, and that one is attracted to both, however there
are people who fall outside of the gender-binary, some of whom I am also
attracted to.
The more I come into the queer
community the more I see that gender and sexuality are much more complex than
male and female and gay or straight. I have seen people deal with this issue in
various ways, refusing to use labels, using whatever label suits the situation,
or listing off a long string of terms to try and define each facet of their
identity. Personally I have come to settle on the term queer.
I love the word queer. I love that
it has been reclaimed from the hands of bigotry to become a beautiful term of
self-identity. I love that it can mean countless different things, and could
even be used by the same person in different ways should they chose. I love
that it is a positive umbrella term for everyone in the LGBTQ community, which
anyone can put himself or herself under if they chose to identify that way. It
is such a wonderfully ambiguous word, and I just love it. Each day I can wake
up with a new idea of what my identity is, and queer still has me covered. If
people question my identity or my relationship I can simply call it queer, and
then chose if I want to fill them in more or not.
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