Getting there: labels
I am too old to give one single iota about what gender person I date. I’ve said this in less uncertain terms for many, many years. I’ve gone through a few identity crises because of the gender of the person I was dating at one time of my life or another. But now, I’m way past even having it be a consideration.
I typically date women, the lovers I’ve loved most were women. I fantasize about women. Most of the people I know label me as a lesbian even though I’ve dated men. I just don’t argue with people anymore or justify or clarify or even give attention to it because it’s that inconsequential. Some people’s identity is indelibly tied to a label, a definition. And I understand more than most about painting a portrait of yourself in your mind and holding to that. But I’ve been startled again and again at the people I fall in love with, and it’s always the opposite of what I think I’m looking for at that moment. The karmic battle I have with myself. But now I know – why would I tie my identity as a human to something static? I’m an iterative being. I’m a human looking for a human. Wait, I don’t even know if I’m a human, and if I am, I’d probably still be into alien lovers. So, yeah, we’re way past the point of labels over here.
I typically date women, the lovers I’ve loved most were women. I fantasize about women. Most of the people I know label me as a lesbian even though I’ve dated men. I just don’t argue with people anymore or justify or clarify or even give attention to it because it’s that inconsequential. Some people’s identity is indelibly tied to a label, a definition. And I understand more than most about painting a portrait of yourself in your mind and holding to that. But I’ve been startled again and again at the people I fall in love with, and it’s always the opposite of what I think I’m looking for at that moment. The karmic battle I have with myself. But now I know – why would I tie my identity as a human to something static? I’m an iterative being. I’m a human looking for a human. Wait, I don’t even know if I’m a human, and if I am, I’d probably still be into alien lovers. So, yeah, we’re way past the point of labels over here.
