Monday, March 9, 2009

(random thought)

Random thought

Society trains you that being physically male means you have to think, act, and react male. A superficial lie, etched in stone.

Even being your thinking about silk soft stocking gently touching the skin or glistening transparent romantic dress, is treated with equal disdain. If talked about laughed at, treated as a sinful thought. Such prejudice this society lies behind; hiding hate and the thought to conform.

At a young age, I was going through changes, looking at myself in the mirror daily; hoping for something to happen. The physical changes reinforcing what society believes; the belief physically male must mean masculine. I would like to have soft silky hands, long slender legs, long smooth beautiful hair, and much more; saying to myself daily. Each day going by hating it. Learning to reinforce the lies society has; giving small clues though out.

It took a few words at a young age; to create a mask my whole life time. I live a life of confusion; all my interaction is feminine; leaving strangers, friends, girlfriends, and family often confused.

The thoughts “That outfit looks cute on her. What do the outfit look like on me? What color nail polish or hairstyle matches it? What shoes? What hosiery? Where can I get it? Oh by the way, the weather is nice”, is unspoken.


1 comment:

Anonymous said...

One of the easiest things we learn in life, and one which we learn early, is to conform.

In 1820, English poet Robert Southby penned this nursery rhyme:

What are little boys made of?
Snips and snails, and puppy-dogs' tails,
That's what little boys are made of.
What are little girls made of?
Sugar and spice, and everything nice,
That's what little girls are made of.

By the time we were two or three years old, the message was clear:
Boys do one thing; girls do another, and there are no variables in these rules, or one becomes the object of derision and amusement. Girls did not climb trees and build garages in the mud like I did, or they would be labeled "tomboy." Boys did not bake cookies or play with dolls, or they would be called "sissies."

The big word.

Ahhhh, but no longer! Now, men are chefs, hair stylists and models on catwalks. Women are truck drivers, pilots and secretaries of state.

Nothing today is as it was yesterday. Life is changing. Smell it! Sense it! Embrace it!


The new word!

How often we've heard the saying, "Boys will be boys" to explain the unruly behavior that boys can get into.