I just got a spam email “a different approach to men’s performance”
And, obviously, it’s talking about the little man but
Isn’t that it?
“Men’s performance”
Like, a performance
And I know gender in and of itself is a performance
But men seem to live with expectations of peak performance all the time
No matter what it is in their “men requirements”
Sex, strength, protection, what have you
I just wonder if they get as exhausted by the theatre as I did
As exhausted by the expectations that never asked if you were able to give them in the first place
Different expectations
Same feeling of being trapped
And some men perform like their life depends on it
Ironically embodying a man’s man’s perfect vision which conflicts with anyone who doesn’t align with
Whatever it is they’re trying to accomplish by being the biggest, loudest, person in the room
It just seems like a terrible situation to be in
I hate when people demand qualities from me I don’t have
I hope their life doesn’t depend on it
But considering the animosity I get for doing harmless things that don’t confirm
The thing is it shouldn’t be this way
Gender feels so heavy and stupid
As soon as you have one you are expected to be a certain way
I feel like gender is like race
We constructed it, used it for oppression, and it really doesn’t serve a function in society
Do you need to know the sex characteristics of the person you’re speaking to?
Surely who they are as a person is more important unless you want to have sex with them?
And then if they have parts that you don’t like just move on or deal with it
The only thing stopping you from enjoying someone’s company is their consent or your own hang ups
I wish more people had relationships without sex involved
It’s such a chore for me
Gender is just a costume
You’re this, so this
And everyone thinks “you’re male because you have a penis”
“and because you have a penis you have to act like x y z”
Where the hell did the second part come from and why didn’t we reevaluate when we realised that chromosomes and sex characteristics aren’t that cut and dry
We are all slaves to our individual internal and external chemicals
Our internal and external experiences
We may be similar in shape but we are so individual on the inside we put snowflakes to shame
No amount of people are the same due to an organ
We all have hearts and yet the similarities and differences between each person’s heart both physical and being wise
They could create a Universe of their own
I don’t think people are so simple that something like a penis or a vagina could be all there is about them
I don’t believe having one or the other makes you anything
I don’t think having a Biology’s Creativity Moment makes you anything either
They’re just our shape
They may add to our chemistry
Or not, as the case may be
But to think any one chemical in your body takes precedence over the whole
That would be an imbalance
We aren’t meant to be controlled by one single substance in our bodies
It’s a carefully fine tuned system, of stuff
So much put on to a part of us that is just tiny
Merely a piece
When it’s the individual we should look at
And expectations just lead to disappointment
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