I went to a dance the other night, a contra dance, kind of like square dancing, where you change partners down the line. So one woman had to dance in the “male” role to even the numbers. My male partner and I had danced down the line with about eight people — him with women, me with men — and then I came to the woman in the male role, and I danced my turn with her.
Her hands were so soft, her whole aspect so feminine (because she’s a WOMAN!), and it felt distinctly strange.
I thought, “Yeah, it’s just not for me. I completely understand how some women are drawn to women sexually but yeah, no. Not for me.” It just struck me as interesting – and I thought of many of you.
I thought about how I would feel if I were told, as a straight woman, that I could only choose from women, that men were off-limits. Panic would ensue. I am just not attracted to women like that. I don’t want to be with a woman. I thought of every good thing about my husband that I love — and his being male wraps up the whole package – for me. Not just sex — that’s only one element. But just the fact that he’s a man. He fits me. He balances me. He brings to the equation what I want and need.
For me, to have to choose a woman would mean I am permanently a misfit. An impostor.
For you who are LGBTQ, I got a big insight into how it would be to have to choose a partner in life who goes against your orientation. I get it. Times a million. (After all, mine was for about eight seconds, versus every minute of every day for you.) But it was enough to say I would not want to be there.
For those of you who face with on a daily basis – those who are told to fake it and be with a gender you were not created to be with – those who are condemned and rejected simply because you love someone who is perfect for you… I am so sorry for the pain it brings to your life and your heart.
I will continue to advocate for, and celebrate your right to love who you were created to love.
To find the partner who is perfect for you.