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OTI Online Summer 2009 How A Feminist Found Her Sexism by Helen Boyd
In our Summer '09 edition, On The Issues Magazine writers and artists discuss gender norms and differing perspectives of gender identity in Our Genders, Our Rights

How A Feminist Found Her Sexism
by Helen Boyd

It’s been a surprise to find out what a sexist I really am. I’ve been calling myself a feminist for two decades, and surely was one for the two decades before that.

I’m a woman who found myself with a female husband – the man I married is trans and currently transitioning to living as female in the world. She has been doing so socially for some time and only now has decided to make it official with a name change and all the legal ballyhoo. I’ve been surprised by a lot of aspects of this process, not least of which is our relationship surviving it.

She was always more feminine than me, even when she lived in the world as male

People can’t and don’t just change their sexual orientation because they want or need to, and partners of transgender people are no exception. I can’t magically become a lesbian, no matter how useful that would be. I am seen as one by most other people when I am holding my female spouse’s hand.

If I were categorically heterosexual I wouldn’t have managed this transition at all, which is one of many reasons I think of myself as simply queer.

I never played a heterosexual woman very convincingly, but I tried. Thatís one of the reasons I didnít expect any sexism in my own attitudes about gender in relationships. I was a tomboy growing up. As an adult, I was always a little too forthright and ungiggly for most straight guys. I preferred buying my own dinner and drinks in order to avoid any expectations later in the evening. I didnít play along, reflecting them at twice their natural size, as Virginia Woolf once so famously put it in A Room of Oneís Own. That said, as the woman in a straight relationship, youíre assumed to be the more feminine of the two of you Ė even if you arenít.

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What has surprised me the most are the expectations I had first of a male husband – and what the loss of “him” meant – as well as my more recent expectations of having a female wife. I use both husband and wife because both are true: legally, she is my husband, but socially, people see her as my wife. It is one thing for someone to become “not man,” which is more like subtracting visible markers of masculinity, both physical and social. And it is quite different for someone to become a “woman” – which involves something far trickier.

When it came down to it, I feared my partner’s transition because I expected her to become a woman, but what I didn’t expect was how differently I would see certain things she did.

It wasnít about her femininity. As I noted, she was always more feminine than me, even when she lived in the world as male. My own gender, and our relationship, makes a lot more sense to people Ė what the gender theorist Judith Butler would call "cultural intelligibility" Ė now that we live in the world as a lesbian couple. Because Iím a tomboy, mentioning a boyfriend meant conversations would grind to a halt while I waited for people to make sense of what Iíd just said. Now, when I mention a female partner, people just keep on talking, underwhelmed by the detail.

I found myself discouraging her from being the kind of woman who kicks ass

Iím sure that there are plenty of women like me, who are regularly surprised by the subtle ways our culture has of telling women to take it down a notch. A friend of mine had someone chide her about how openly she tells her husband how much money he can spend on drinks when theyíre out. A few years ago a bunch of college guys said they didnít want to marry women who had more money or more impressive jobs than they did, and women who make a lot of money or who have a lot of authority in the world have found that being in relationships with men who donít wear the pants in the relationship still want to be treated as if they do, as Carrie Fisher once pointed out to Maureen Dowd.

But at home, I wanted her to stop doing Lewis Black impersonations and playing air guitar. At the time Iíd convinced myself I was just trying to help her fit in Ė something some transgender people value very much. In other ways, I was shielding her from the kind of admonishment any tomboy is sensitive to. I didnít want her to hear the snide comments Iíd heard as a kid, and as a teenager: youíre too angry, you donít smile enough, or, why donít you wear heels or dresses or more makeup.

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She was – due to the demands of her own internal sense of gender – a tomboy too, but the kind who wears heels and beats everyone at pool. I found myself discouraging her from being the kind of woman who kicks ass and takes names, all for fear she might be clocked as trans.

Whatís funny is that I never shielded her from the jokes about how "whipped" she was. She heard these regularly when she was my boyfriend. But that was about my gender and my feminism. It was okay for her to call and see if I was cool with her hanging out with co-workers when she was a guy, because that was considerate. As a woman, I found myself embarrassed by her being so considerate because it seemed "clingy" instead.

It astonishes me that that was all it took: same person, same decision, same expression of her love for me, but my own sexism kept me from seeing how much the same it was.

When “he” used to get us both drinks, it was gentlemanly; but once she became female, it was hard not to see it as subservient. “His” humility can look more like a lack of confidence; “his” graciousness can be read instead as self-sacrificing.

All of what she does looks like something else because she’s a woman.

I should have known better. My own decision to stay with her as she transitioned to a woman has been categorized as either the worst kind of self-effacing, "stand by your man," doormat codependency, or as evidence of my own radicalized choice to reject gendered expectations.

Feminism is in the eye of the beholder, apparently. I just never expected my husband to be the one whose gender would let me know I needed an optometrist.

Excerpt from Sheís Not the Man I Married by Helen Boyd

She's Not the Man I Married by Helen Boyd, On The Issues Magazine Summer 2009, Available on Amazon.com It’s almost as if, as a culture, we’ve chosen to ignore how many ways gender shapes our lives. One night I caught one of those now-myriad home makeover shows on television. The family in question had suffered because the husband and father, a firefighter, had been injured in the line of duty. He was wheelchair-bound and on disability. While casting around for an alternate career, his wife had gone back to work full-time and was feeling the pressure of being the sole breadwinner. When she talked about the loss she felt—of how her husband, once a big, strong, and brave man, had become dependent on her—she expressed a kind of embarrassment. Not just of him, or for him; she seemed embarrassed by her own feelings, as well. The sorrow she felt seemed outweighed by her struggle to respect her husband now that he couldn’t “do” anything.

As I watched the show I thought, this is about gender but they’re not going to say that. And they didn’t.

Before anyone gets up in arms that I’m conflating disability with woman-ness, hear me out: I knew the wife was talking about gender because she talked about her husband the same way I talk about mine, in a voice tinged with deep love and sadness, anger and embarrassment. She sounded a lot like other partners of trans people I’ve talked to over the years, and she sounded a lot like a woman I know whose boyfriend was traumatized by a car accident he was in. In other words, she sounded like a woman who was exhausted with wishing that things could go back to the way they were. I know the sound of that wish too well, because it’s the sound of my own.

I’m sure that firefighter’s wife was as surprised as I was to find herself reaching to respect her husband—and just as surprised, too, to discover how out of reach it sometimes felt. Granted, Betty wasn’t ever the strapping, heroic firefighter type, but he certainly could play one on stage, and did play something like one in his day to day life when he was passing as a “regular guy,” before anyone knew he was trans. The firefighter’s wife wasn’t under the illusion that women can’t be the breadwinners, and neither am I. She was proving she could be because she had to, and I had a lifetime of paying my own bills before I met Betty. But our partners’ changes revealed something we’d formerly been unaware of: our expectations of what a husband is and does. For more traditional people, this might be a no-brainer because they think a woman needs a big strong man by her side, a man’s job is to bring home the bacon, and other Cleaver-era family values. But many of us—I’d even guess most of us—believe that feminism helped change those old-fashioned ideas. Those changes in our gender roles have been incremental, however, and the modifications made somewhat slowly, and over time. Sometimes those changes seem to be more public than personal, too.



Helen Boyd is the author of My Husband Betty (Seal Press, 2004) and Sheís Not the Man I Married (2007). She was an honored finalist for a Room of Her Own Foundation grant and recently published "A Cat of Nine Tale" in Global City Review. Her blog (en)gender can be found at www.myhusbandbetty.com.

Also See Busting Bogus Biology and Beliefs by Mahin Hassibi in this edition of On The Issues Magazine.

See Crossing The Gender Rack by Joel Vig in this edition of On The Issues Magazine.

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