The Limbo of Gender Identity
In between Patriarchs and Infants lie geeks who transition gender
There are two realizations I made this week. First, I am not a woman. Second, I am not a father, and — by extension — not a man. I exist in a weird Limbo of Gender Identity that confounds me and has left me melancholy all week.
Having said that, how realistic is it to expect our lives to have meaning and purpose every moment of the day? Is there ever a point where we can say “good enough” and simply exist for a while? Or is life one pattern of over-achievement leading directly to the next?
Identity is not a destination; it is a process. Identity is built daily, weekly, monthly, over years — by our choices, by our thoughts, and by our actions. No one day defines us, and every day can unravel us. Do we have the strength of character to wake up the next morning and continue on our path? That is our true challenge in life.
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