Sunday, June 18, 2017

Most Definitely A Romantic

Did I actually speculate in my last post that I might not be Romantic?  Well, let me let you in on a little secret...  I am most definitely a Romantic.  Let me tell you my reasoning.

Romance is a passion for natural living.  Appreciation of the beauty in music, art, and nature. 

Being a Romantic means I am sometimes irrational.  I am all feelings, and no logic.  I vibe, and it makes sense to me.

What is Romantic to me?

  • Hiking with your loved one in a remote area, not talking.
  • Exploring nature with a loved one.  Or even on your own.
  • Sitting in the grass at an outdoor music concert. 
  • The way the light diffuses through the trees in summer.
  • Fireflies at dusk. 
  • Animals thriving in their natural habitat.
  • The line of a ballerina's body.
  • Sounds of the piano.
  • The smell of a wood fire.
  • The sound of snow touching the ground.
What is Not Romantic?
  • Cut flowers, lingerie, a box of chocolates, dinners at fancy restaurants, and diamond rings 

Films that I find Romantic
  • Henry and June
  • Unbearable Lightness of Being
  • Bright Star
  • Never Let Me Go

Tuesday, March 7, 2017

Identity, Labels and Progression

When I was a young girl, I identified myself in simple terms.  Female, straight, Canadian, chubby, quiet...  In health class we were split into two groups, boys and girls.  The girls learned about getting their periods, pubic hair, and growing boobs.  The boys learned about ejaculation, pubic hair, and I don't know what else.  In grade 7 and 8 health class, we learned about nutrition, nuclear families, drugs and AIDS.  There was zero talk about sexuality.  LGBTQ community did not exist.  Gay Pride did not exist.  In fact, if you identified as being gay or bi back in the 90's, you were most likely in the closet because people would emotionally and physically attack you.  Simply put, you got beat up for showing a small hint of non-straight sexuality.  I know, I witnessed it more than once.

These days, there seems to be a new label every day.  There are so many terms that I don't know what they all are.  Non-binary, CIS, queer, aromantic, demi-sexual, asexual, gray-romantic, etc...  It can be exhausting for some to keep up with the terminology.  And is it necessary?  Do we need terms for slight variations of sexual orientation?  While I think labels shouldn't be necessary for anyone, I do think it is a positive movement.

I grew up  being called shy and only having a small group of friends.  But I was loyal and experienced strong connections to the few friends I had.  In past years I've learned that I am Introverted.  And it's perfectly normal!  I've read Susan Cain's book Quiet, and it made me feel relief, but also a bit angry  that I was made to feel like an outsider for so long.  Recently I did a Meyer's Brigg's test again and re-learned that I identify as INFJ. Which is the rarest identity with less than 1% of the population supposedly being that.  But it makes sense to me.  I am happy that I belong to a certain group of people.  For years I have been made to feel ashamed, either socially, or intimately because of who I am.  But I feel strong.  Stronger than ever because of these identity groups and labels.  I know a label can place you in one spot, but I think we are becoming open enough to understand that it's not exactly who you are.  We vary.  Thus, there are spectrums.

This week I have learned that I identify with demisexuals, asexuals, and aromantics.  I am not sure if I am more demisexual, or aromantic-asexual?  A demi-sexual is a person who does not feel sexual feelings until they form a strong bond or connection with someone.  Asexuals (remember, there are spectums) do not feel sexual attraction to anyone, and aromantics do not feel romantic attraction.

I can't believe that I am getting so close to being 40, and I am only really beginning to know and understand myself.  But it's great!  A big reason why I am exploring all this, is because recently my label and identity as a common-law partner has changed to 'single mom.'  Over the past few months I've been trying to figure out what that means.  What my goals are?  Do I want a boyfriend/husband?  Do I want another child?  Am I career motivated?  (lol-no, probably not).  How do I now want to live my life?

I don't necessarily have all the answers.  But the more I dig, the better I feel about who I am.  I feel strong in my convictions, and happy in a way that I have identity labels to support who I am.  I've known all along that I am not a social or sexual misfit.  I am a person with different levels of comfort.  And that's o.k.  Thank god for progression.

Tuesday, February 21, 2017

Suddenly Single?

To many people, IRL and not, it may seem like I am suddenly single.  However, to me it feels like a long journey.  It's no surprise.  Not by a long shot.  But it still surprises many people.  In fact, there are still people, such as my neighbors, and parents of my daughter's friends who have no idea.  And to be honest, I haven't  managed to tell them because it just feels like such an awkward conversation.  I'm not ashamed, but at the same time, there is some element of failure you feel in a society dedicated to monogamous nuclear families.  Now I'm a single mom.  I feel like there are still many stigma's regarding single mom's.  But I'll leave that for another time. 

I am still trying to plan out how my life will look, or should look.  Daily thoughts and fears of ' Where will I be living?' 'How will I get by financially?' pass by.  I've gone through various phases of 'I don't care about dating.  I'm fine on my own.'  To, 'It'd be nice to have a connection with someone, maybe dating would be nice.'  To, 'Fuck that.  I'm really fine on my own.'  Really, I just want to be the best mom that I can be to my daughter.  I don't want her life to drastically change.  And I am being as positive that I can be right now.  I have finished mourning the fact that I no longer have the perfect life that I once had.  A partner, a house, two dogs, two cats and a child.  I'm down to just me, and my daughter.  Oh, and the cats, but I don't even know if the cats will be with me indefinitely.  Nothing is set in stone yet.

I just thought I would start this conversation on here.  To let anyone who might be interested know, that my life has changed.  Hopefully for the better.  But I still can't believe I am almost 40, and I am single again.