@FrightenedRat @marytzu @RolloTreadway @autistic.me @actuallyautistic
I am only seeing part of the conversation (I don't get toots from mastodon.social), but what I see you posting does not appear to be blundering at all to me. The thought process that you trace out is very common, I think, at least among folks of my era and culture.
One of the things I learned only in the past decade is how NOT historical the current gender norms are. The norms are strong, but not due to the weight of history, and the purpose those norms serve may be (i think is) nefarious and oppressive.
All of which feels true and relevant and worth addressing in our lives and politics and parenting ... and, as it happens, has very little to do with my gender identity.
What I had been carrying with me until last week was the collection of accommodations, adjustments, and apprehension that allowed me to pass as a cisgender male - not perfectly well, but no one ever achieves perfection in gender. It is not that I took the words literally, but the words literally took me and formed me to be a certain way.
And I had no idea. I never attributed any of the various discomforts (way too mild a word for what I have felt) as related to gender identity. Not even when I faced gender identity crises with my children. I understood, falsely, my decades of gender performance as my identity.
Only by imagining a conversation with my self as a child did that understanding crack. The key phrase that kept bouncing around my head last week was "You don't have to be a girl to like those things ... and you don't have to be a boy either." All I needed was that space, that choice between not just two options but among all of the wide open space near and far away from those two options.
The absolute certainty I have now about what that child I imagine would have felt makes my half-hearted conformity to cisgender male seem such a sham - a sham to myself. I dishonor myself by validating that wrong framework around my identity.
Right now, I am not doing anything with that information other than talking about it rather anonymously. I am not using that information to change the way I behave in public or professional settings - well, maybe a tiny bit, but no pronoun changes or letters to family or such. In other words, if I am in any way dismantling the patriarchy with my new comprehension, then I am doing it only inside my head.