Alright, So What Exactly Is A Hetero Androgyne?

[Guest Chrysee]

As I continue to let friends in on what's going on with me now, gender wise, inevitably the questions comes up about my sexual preference. What kills me is that this has happened with my girlfriend right in the room. Regardless, when I answer: 'hetero', I sometimes wonder how they know what that is. Finally, a week or so ago, I had this same darn conversation and when I gave the hetero answer, the guy began to laugh and was the first to ask exactly what that meant.

I could only speak for this Androgyne, of course, which is probably the answer. But I wondered what others thought.

Thanks,

Chrysalis

[Guest kelise]

Wow, there's a brain teaser. It's true, I guess the clinical definition of "androgyne" is to be between sexes (correct me if I'm wrong that's just my understanding. I have no wish to speak out of place.) The definition of Hetero being interested in the opposite sex. What's the opposite of both? Neither? Would a Hetero Androgyne have to be defined as someone who is asexual? That would mean a Homo Androgye would be Bisexual. What would a Bisexual Androgyne be? Head...hurt....owwwwwwwwww.

Ok, forget it, we all like who we like.

[Guest stranger]

It would probably be more accurate to say gynephilic or androphilic.

I guess some of us might be androgynephilic...

I've been told I'm pansexual...basically prepared to find anybody attractive...

(I'm married to a woman now, but I preferred to think of it as being an equal-opportunity employer in my slutty days. I was BAAAD. )

[Guest Donna Jean]

Ok, forget it, we all like who we like.

YAY, Kel.....

CLAP....CLAP....CLAP....CLAP....CLAP....

Donna Jean

[Guest Chrysee]

Wow, there's a brain teaser. It's true, I guess the clinical definition of "androgyne" is to be between sexes (correct me if I'm wrong that's just my understanding. I have no wish to speak out of place.) The definition of Hetero being interested in the opposite sex. What's the opposite of both? Neither? Would a Hetero Androgyne have to be defined as someone who is asexual? That would mean a Homo Androgye would be Bisexual. What would a Bisexual Androgyne be? Head...hurt....owwwwwwwwww.

Ok, forget it, we all like who we like.

I couldn't have said it better my self. Oh wait, I didn't. Or did I?. . .Well, I meant to, darn it!

[Guest Hilary]

I personally use the term gynesexual, which is being erotically attracted to femininity. The opposite would be androsexual, or being erotically attracted to masculinity.

[Guest Chrysee]

I personally use the term gynesexual, which is being erotically attracted to femininity. The opposite would be androsexual, or being erotically attracted to masculinity.

Dear Goddess, do I love that!

'Gynesexual', you say?

Thanks,

Chrysalis

[Guest Micha]

Y'know, I've thought about this a lot for myself. I primarily attracted to women, the female figure and parts, etc. I've always considered myself heterosexual until recently (and I mean real recently, even after revelation "me!"), but that's been as simple as "I've got male parts and I like women."

I'm not sure gender really changes that for me. It'd be easy to say that for genderqueer people, heterosexual and homosexual cease to mean anything, but I don't think that goes for all, or even most. For me, it doesn't. I don't wish to change my anatomy, so being aware of my gender now doesn't change my sexuality. It's different, sure, but only due to a more open perspective, not due to androgyny. I don't feel heterosexual anymore, but tha's more because my sexuality seems to be very particular. I'll still notice a woman more readily than a man, but since I've given my heart to someone, sexually I have one person of desire.

I do wish I had explored sexuality more openly before, just to know for certain and to have the experience. It seems that I've always been attracted to more masculine women, tomboys and independent minded people. It's also become clear that I've yearned to be the one being loved, not the one in the traditional masculine role. I just don't know where other men come into play with this. It's all moot at this point though.

Wow, there's a brain teaser. It's true, I guess the clinical definition of "androgyne" is to be between sexes (correct me if I'm wrong that's just my understanding. I have no wish to speak out of place.)

Sexes? Or genders?

[Guest kelise]

Sexes? Or genders?

Ow...sorry. My brain was befuzzled. That's what I get for thinking I was clever.

(Goes and sits in corner)

[Guest mad_scientist]

Wow, there's a brain teaser. It's true, I guess the clinical definition of "androgyne" is to be between sexes (correct me if I'm wrong that's just my understanding. I have no wish to speak out of place.) The definition of Hetero being interested in the opposite sex. What's the opposite of both? Neither? Would a Hetero Androgyne have to be defined as someone who is asexual? That would mean a Homo Androgye would be Bisexual. What would a Bisexual Androgyne be? Head...hurt....owwwwwwwwww.

Ok, forget it, we all like who we like.

A homosexual androgyne could be attracted to other androgynes (by gender) or to people of the opposite sex to their body (by sex). A bisexual androgyne would just be somebody attracted to two sexes/genders, normally taken to mean the binary ones.

[Guest Chrysee]

Ow...sorry. My brain was befuzzled. That's what I get for thinking I was clever.

(Goes and sits in corner)

The very next time that I conjure up a clever question like this, I'll join you in that corner!

Save me a seat!

Chrysalis

[Guest Micha]

None of this corner nonsense!

[Guest kelise]

Does that mean I can come out now?

[Guest Micha]

Yus!!!

*HUGGLES*

[Guest stranger]

*sings in an off-key twang* AAAAAll the sexes live in Texas....

awhawhaw thankyaverramuch!

[Guest Donna Jean]

*sings in an off-key twang* AAAAAll the sexes live in Texas....

awhawhaw thankyaverramuch!

LOL!...

Awesome....

LOL

Donna Jean

[Guest Chrysee]

None of this corner nonsense!

Ah gee whiz. . .can't have any fun here!

Thanks a bunch!

Chrysalis

[Guest Dakota.P]

This may be a silly question, but why is it important? So what if I or you do not fit in boxes? Isn't it just that you love who you love? If someone asks, great opportunity to educate them! (Well, that is what I want to do, but sadly I am still in the closet  )

~D

[Guest Chrysee]

This may be a silly question, but why is it important? So what if I or you do not fit in boxes? Isn't it just that you love who you love? If someone asks, great opportunity to educate them! (Well, that is what I want to do, but sadly I am still in the closet  )

~D

You're absolutely right, of course. Not that I didn't have a good sense of that when I posted the question, but I believe it boils down to a communication breakdown. I believe that one thing that works against us is that beginning, perhaps, with those in our personal world and then spreading outward like the blastwave from atomic blast (or anatomic blast, maybe), is the absence of understanding. I stil recall one evening in my schoolboy days, when my uncle--my hero at thew time--dropped by and I enthusiatically informed him that I would be taking dancing lessons. He snickered, shook his drunken head and replied:

"Dancing? What've I got, a nephew or a . . . . .niece?"

He's gone now and I often wonder how he enjoys the view when he looks up from Hell for a peek on days when I'm wearing a skirt?

The point is, people don't get it and yet persist in asking or just deciding for their uninformed selves and then getting their errors all over us. This same crap happened during the hippie days when no one got why I didn't want to drop what I was doing and run (not walk mind you, but run) to the draft board. After all, it was the Sixties and the U.S. was hosting a nifty party in Southeast Asia and didn't I want to go? When I crawled into my first A.A. meeting, the roar of my disgusted relatives and friends still ringing in my head, I soon figured out that I had a disease and A.A. would help though many of my family were as ashamed of me going for help as they were of me having the problem. it took little time for me to understand that if they didn't understand the problem, they sure as hell would not understand the solution.

Communication. Being armed with the facts and the right vocabulary. I briefly taught high school English and believe in that.

Just the other day I got to explain to a relative who was at least willing to listen, that it begins with a Creator who, despite what some think, is hermaphroditic. Don't believe me, do the research. I pointed out that every mother's son of us that ever is, was, or will be, begins life in the womb with an X chromosome. The female chromosome! Yes, that's right: we all began as girls. Not only does every He-man out there have a little bit of woman in him, but without the presence of a little bitty bit of female hormones, a man could not function sexually.

Oh my!

Okay, I'm babbling now. Thanks for reading,

Chrysalis

[Guest stranger]

anatomic blast

Wow...I LOVE that term! I think we should totally stop calling it puberty and use the above term!

"OH NO ! it's an anatomic blast! What a disaster!"

That would explain all the pustules very nicely, too, and the mood swings, odors and growths...Thanks Chrysee, I am now most tickled

(And for those growing into the wrong body, it really is a disaster...but even for the happily cisgendered...it's still a rough ride, and the results can often be dissatisfying...not big enough muscles for the guys, breasts that are tiny or gigantic...I've met cis-women who complained about it either way...and don't forget the pizza-face...)

[Guest Micha]

It is important. Because it is important to at least myself and to others maybe, in order to understand themselves, and to be understood.

I truly applaud people who don't need that. To you who are confident and sure, I respect you and envy you most deeply. Never stop to worry about then, if you never feel the need to.

I am not confident, I am not self assured. I am effected by things a lot of people I know are not. It makes me feel weak, but I can't deny it with any conviction. So all I can do is say "yeah, I need this, so what?" and keep on my way.

It's important to me to understand myself, to know what it is I feel, and have the vocabulary to express it. It's important to me to be able to use this vocabulary to relate to and with others. It's important to me to know I'm not the only one who's felt this, and to talk to others who have felt as I do.

Comps shutting down, gotta post now.

[Guest Chrysee]

It is important. Because it is important to at least myself and to others maybe, in order to understand themselves, and to be understood.

I truly applaud people who don't need that. To you who are confident and sure, I respect you and envy you most deeply. Never stop to worry about then, if you never feel the need to.

I am not confident, I am not self assured. I am effected by things a lot of people I know are not. It makes me feel weak, but I can't deny it with any conviction. So all I can do is say "yeah, I need this, so what?" and keep on my way.

It's important to me to understand myself, to know what it is I feel, and have the vocabulary to express it. It's important to me to be able to use this vocabulary to relate to and with others. It's important to me to know I'm not the only one who's felt this, and to talk to others who have felt as I do.

Comps shutting down, gotta post now.

My getting here began with trying to understand myself. One night a few months back, sitting at the computer as I now am, I recalled a scene from Battlestar Galactica when Starbuck finds her own dead body still seated at the stick of her crashed Viper. In tears, she turns and screams: "What am I?"

I have lied so hideously my entire life. When someone caught my girlie showing, I insisted that I was kidding, just having fun, trying to make them laugh. Sadly, I said the same thing to myself when alone

and getting girlie. I have always loved costumes and theatrics and attributed my outfits and attitudes to that.

The worst and most frequent lie that I have told over and over my entire life is: "I don't give a Gosh darned what he/she thinks of me."

Thanks for sharing, Micha.

Chrysalis

[Guest kelise]

It's important to me to understand myself, to know what it is I feel, and have the vocabulary to express it. It's important to me to be able to use this vocabulary to relate to and with others. It's important to me to know I'm not the only one who's felt this, and to talk to others who have felt as I do.

I love this! I wish I had thought of this a while back in this thread I wrote about transgenderism/androgynism/intersexualism and sexuality. I don't even remember what it was called or really about, but I remember the conclusion most people had was that we in this community don't take to labels well and don't fit in boxes. I didn't really buy that, but could never express why. You did it right there. Vocabulary. I LIKE my labels. I don't look at them as confining, because I can shed them anytime I want. (remember, I used to be labeled straight male.) I see my labels as something I earned. It's not a lack of confidence, realy, but it's important to me that people know and recognize what I am even if they don't understand it. "Woman", "Transsexual", "Lesbian". These are my coats-of-arms. I use them as vocabulary to describe myself and my feelings. If I spend time explaining to someone that I am a transsexual woman, and tell them I like girls, and they say, "Oh, so you're straight", I want to beat my head against the wall. Because it means everything I just explained hit just that, a wall.

[Guest Chrysee]

I love this! I wish I had thought of this a while back in this thread I wrote about transgenderism/androgynism/intersexualism and sexuality. I don't even remember what it was called or really about, but I remember the conclusion most people had was that we in this community don't take to labels well and don't fit in boxes. I didn't really buy that, but could never express why. You did it right there. Vocabulary. I LIKE my labels. I don't look at them as confining, because I can shed them anytime I want. (remember, I used to be labeled straight male.) I see my labels as something I earned. It's not a lack of confidence, realy, but it's important to me that people know and recognize what I am even if they don't understand it. "Woman", "Transsexual", "Lesbian". These are my coats-of-arms. I use them as vocabulary to describe myself and my feelings. If I spend time explaining to someone that I am a transsexual woman, and tell them I like girls, and they say, "Oh, so you're straight", I want to beat my head against the wall. Because it means everything I just explained hit just that, a wall.

As I mentioned earlier on this thread, I once taught high school English. Now, I write (and illustrate) poetry. Language is vital. Anthropologist Margaret Mead asserted that civilization began when humankind learned to communicate! At first it amounted to nothing more than the Tim Allenesque pointing and grunting. And at the rate things are regressing, we could go back to that. Just here in Oregon, the school board decided that teaching students to spell is no longer necessary as they will all work with computers that offer 'spell checker.' The youth of today keep in touch by texting, which involves using a vocabulary that they learned, I believe, by memorizing a can of alphabet soup.

And speaking of which: whether you love or hate me or couldn't care less, I am begging you to never include in a private message 'LOL.' Please!

As to labels, they have there good or bad aspects. If someone I loved was raced to a hospital in a screaming ambulance and then treated behind closed doors by the best that the hospital had to offer, when someone finally came out to talk to me, in answer to my question: "What's wrong with them?" I would hate for the doctor to say: "I'd rather not say. I just so hate labeling things.

When a doctor at last diagnosed me with fibromyalgia after too many years of frustrated suffering, I went the next day and bought a book on the subject. Chapter One was called: 'Isn't It Nice to Know It Has a Name?'

Yes it was. Which was how I felt on that blessed afternoon when the terms 'G.I.D. ' & transgenderism winked at me from my computer monitor. Frankly, transgender, or androgyne, or even (my favorite) genderqueer beat the daylights out of the labels I had applied to me throughout much of my early life.

Oh my. I do talk to much, And write too much.

Chrysalis

[Guest Alder]

I very much enjoy reading you're posts Chrysalis ^.^

I have to agree with you on just about everything you've stated as well above, I was prancing about and very excited when I finally found a 'label' for myself. Labels, are just that.... it's like labeling pasta, lord knows there are only a ton of pasta variances out there and many of the noodles get called the wrong one but it's okay. Because people will generally still know what you're talking about and they know "pasta" means a wide variety. (well.. at least with my family upbringing! I'd say pasta and they'd be "what kind!")

I was also a little appalled at reading that they don't much deal with spelling anymore?? That's worse then my niece saying that her school wasn't /allowed/ to have the classics in class! I stared at her in disbelief for ten minutes when she didn't know what the sphinx was! (she played dungeons and dragons too! She /really/ should have known!)I constantly rag on kids about their spelling when using this new text shorthand BS.

anyway,

It is important to some degree(at least to me) to know things of 'what sexuality are you' because, things do come up in conversation. And sometimes you have to just simplify it for the masses. And other times for places like this it's easier to express you're more complex version.

For the masses I'm simply hetro leaning towards bi-sexual, as I'm far more attracted to men. But I'm more inclined to consider myself a gay male...