Gotten a Y chromosome instead of another X?
It's weird thinking that my life could have, essentially, been completely different. Would I still like boys? Boy clothing? Would I be a feminine boy, a masculine boy, a straight boy, a gay boy? I probably would have had a lot more of my dad's love and respect. What if I was all dad needed? What if our family held together, because he got the boy he wanted for years and years? Got the sports-y, dog lover that I was, minus the penis. But what if it got worse? What if dad beat on me harder, because I was a boy? Demanded more of me? Hit the life out of me, until I attempted suicide my slicing apart my chest, like my cousin did.
But, I think that on a deeper level, my family-oriented emotional trauma would be the same regardless of whether I was born a boy or girl. I suffered because of my mom's choices, basically. And I mean, I was born because of those choices, too, but still.
What about my more personal life? I mostly only had male friends in Elementary. Do boys get complimented on their looks more? Are they wired to care? If I weighed what I weigh and was a boy, how would I feel about myself? If I was a dorky, curly-haired, overweight boy..my god.
But say, I had led basically the same life, just, with a penis. What about Conner and I? what if I had this huge crush on a straight boy, and I was a gay boy? Zaih and I? Would she still have pulled me into that magnetic field of damage, but with romantic intentions?
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