Thinking about my transition, I would never call myself someone who "always knew". The recent discourse around "male socialization" or being "socialized male" has made me remember a few things.
Yes, I was coercively socialized male but not maliciously. The people who raised me did so with love and kindness toward me (until the divorce and my abusive stepdad came in, but this was before that).
They didn't know better and I believed them when they told me that I needed to do things this way and not that way which was how girls did it. That was fine. I believed them when they assumed I was a boy and I did as I was asked.
But.
As I was raised up as a boy, I always, always, always studied the girls from a distance. I wanted to learn the same things they did. I wanted to know how they were taught to be themselves.
I told myself I was just someone who wanted to know both sides so I could better understand the thing that I definitely was not.
I was socialized twice. Once, directly and on purpose and a second time from across the room with sideways glances and perked ears.
I wanted to know. I needed to know. I didn't figure out why until I was in my mid-30s.
So, yes. I was socialized male by people who were not angry or demanding, by people who loved me. But I socialized myself female whenever I could.
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