Sometimes an identity you chose in the past no longer accurately describes an aspect of yourself. Sometimes an identity was never a good fit, and was only picked because of a lack of better options, insufficient knowledge, or even pressure to fit in with a certain group. And sometimes an identity is so actively hostile to your own wellbeing that it must be abandoned for the sake of your own health.
Those last two sentences pretty accurately describe my own relationship to my former queer identity. I didn't really ever feel comfortable in or connected to any queer community. It was an identity I felt like I had to claim, not something I wanted for myself or felt excited about. So after years and years of trying to find a queer community I felt at home in, failing repeatedly, and feeling like an alien, I stopped identifying as queer.
And you know what? Essentially overnight, I felt a lot better. I no longer had to pressure myself into claiming an identity that I never actually wanted in the first place. In hindsight, it's pretty ridiculous that I felt like I had to do this, but I think that's what happens when you're told by a community that you're part of it because you share some quality with them. I never actually got to decide whether I wanted to be queer or not. It was decided for me.
I don't have to be queer. I don't have to be anything, actually.
I've been trying to write some form of this post for almost six years. I've scrapped so many different drafts. In some, I went into detail about my former identities and the specific issues I had with them. I considered never writing it at all and keeping this solely to myself. But I'll never know if I'm unique or not in feeling this way if I keep it to myself, so...here it is.
Those last two sentences pretty accurately describe my own relationship to my former queer identity. I didn't really ever feel comfortable in or connected to any queer community. It was an identity I felt like I had to claim, not something I wanted for myself or felt excited about. So after years and years of trying to find a queer community I felt at home in, failing repeatedly, and feeling like an alien, I stopped identifying as queer.
And you know what? Essentially overnight, I felt a lot better. I no longer had to pressure myself into claiming an identity that I never actually wanted in the first place. In hindsight, it's pretty ridiculous that I felt like I had to do this, but I think that's what happens when you're told by a community that you're part of it because you share some quality with them. I never actually got to decide whether I wanted to be queer or not. It was decided for me.
I don't have to be queer. I don't have to be anything, actually.
I've been trying to write some form of this post for almost six years. I've scrapped so many different drafts. In some, I went into detail about my former identities and the specific issues I had with them. I considered never writing it at all and keeping this solely to myself. But I'll never know if I'm unique or not in feeling this way if I keep it to myself, so...here it is.
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