I was born female and raised with the
assumption that I'd be a feminine woman and marry a man. I was never
really a tomboy, but I was adamant that I was “not a girly-girl.”
Nothing about being LGBT was familiar to me until I was 16, when I
did some research and finally owned up that the love I'd had for
girls was something beyond deep friendship. I'd had a crush on a boy
before, so I came out as bi, and even had a relationship with a guy.
But the older I got, the more I found that my attractions were
extremely skewed toward women, and started identifying as lesbian.
Something about that felt lacking, too, though, so I eventually
settled for the label “queer,” which I feel communicates that I'm
outside the heteronormative standard without constricting me to a
definition. I kept finding more and more that my queerness applied
itself to things other than just attraction, and that I didn't have
to keep cramming myself into gender boxes if it would grant me peace
not to. Now I'm slowly coming out as genderqueer: neither man nor
woman. I can't be out to most people because it confuses them too
much, but it's been so freeing and I make so much more sense to
myself that I know this fits. I fully expect that things will
continue to shift over time, but that doesn't bother me; I love being
queer.
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