I am neuro-divergent. I struggle with remembering minutia that aren’t, coincidentally, just luckily the minutia that I glimpse, once, and never forget. I state this not as an excuse but as a statement of fact and I am terrible at remembering people’s pronouns. I cannot even remember people’s names. When I see people I know, I can remember who they are, what we have done together, where we have been, what we have seen and even the tone of voice they might use to exclaim at an occurrence or upon some eventuality but – yet – I often cannot remember their names. Pronouns are like parts of their names.
And, so, I tend to address everyone with “they” / “them”.
In my limited experience, this only tends to annoy the anti-woke conservative types who renounce the very concept of pronouns and believe that one should only ever be addressed as “he” / “him” – assuming that a penis hangs between their thighs – or “she” / “her” otherwise. (A musing: How do they know? Also, what if it’s cold? Or they’re upside down? Quandaries within quandaries!)
BUT… I am open minded and I can believe that others, too, might be offended by my cop-out, including open-minded, non-mysoginist, non-bigots who do understand why people elect to be addressed under non-Victorian pronouns.
I have recently had reason to pause and wonder about this. I struggle with pronouns but I do try my best and so, I’m asking: for which reasons might someone object? Tell me, LGBTQ+ community.
I identify as agender now, I previously identified purely as a gay man for most of my life. In retrospect, it’s kind of obvious for me, I’ve always been fascinated by characters who stood outside the gender binary- robots, aliens, etc. I was very Christian growing up and I was fascinated by angels as genderless beings.
In my case, I just don’t like gendered language being applied to be in general. I don’t identify as having a gender. It’s always felt like work, being a man, like it’s never enough and everyone has all these opinions about, “what a man is” and I resented it so Intensely.
Because I didn’t want it. I wanted to be a weird outlier who didn’t have to grapple with expectations in regards to my appearance, interests and talents based on something arbitrary that I didn’t even opt into. I never felt validation from affirming my gender. It was just work I poured into a hole in the ground to please other people and make them more comfortable.
Now I’m pretty happy! I just don’t give a shit about how I come off gender-wise and I basically don’t care how people refer to me because I know I can act however I choose.
I’m not sure if this is helpful, but I felt like sharing? Maybe the irritation you’re feeling is because there are parts of the gender role you’re living out that you’re dissatisfied with. Gender role is constructed, so I highly recommend picking the parts you want and living that, if that follows?
Anyway, thanks for sharing! I love when people talk about gender! It’s nice to get to feel that way.