Saturday, October 26, 2013

Happy Intersexed Awareness Day!


I have joked in recent years that October is the "month of Amy" as it starts off with my birthday and ends with my remission day.  My remission day is when I had my last chemo and I was set free from cancer treatment.  But then I got married in October.  But also October hold Intersex Awareness Day, which is the 26th!  So many reasons why this is my favorite month and to celebrate- besides pumpkin spiced lattes!!

No, I didn't get any presents today or anything special for being born intersexed (the day isn't over yet!)  But I would like to talk a little about why this day is so important.  We as intersexed people have a voice.  Many of us are afraid to use it.  Our voices have been stifled since we were born and our parents and those who love us very much were afraid of how society would view their babies that were born differently.  Things have started to get better, but there is still stigma and many intersexed people still feel like they cannot be themselves and compartmentalize how open they are with friends, family, and others in their lives.

Our community is also trying to increase advocacy with medical issues so we can have more control over our bodies.  One big example is people born with variations of sexual anatomy should be able to choose what they want to be and not have it assigned to them.  Another issue is having medical staff willing to work and try different hormone options.

The last reason why a day such as today is important is that many people don't know we are out there or even think twice about us.  We are a secret part of the population that you can hear in statistics or in theory, but many people have never put a name or a face to it.  We are out here.  We exist, and there are quite a few of us.  We have rights.  We continue to grow more stronger and more confident each day.

Sunday, October 13, 2013

Finding Love

October 9th, 2010 was a day for many years I thought would never happen.  I got married to my husband, Leo!  We met through an online dating site, and I wasn't sure if we were going to be a good fit because he is younger than me and because of his "non" religious status.  But there was something intriguing about him and I wanted to get to know him better.  It wasn't love at first site, and Leo wasn't even sure if he was attracted to me at first (as I recall).  But the more time we spent with each other, the more we wanted to be with each other.


After dating for about five months, Leo proposed to me in the gardens in the Getty Museum while on vacation in Los Angeles.  I said "YES", and it was perfect!  There was only one problem...I hadn't told him about being intersexed yet!   Everything I knew about him up to that point led me to believe he had accepted me for who I was.  I told him about being a cancer survivor and not being able to have children of my own, and he was already on board with adopting someday.  But from fear and stigma I was not up front right away about being intersexed with him, which is something I deeply regretted!

I finally divulged my secret to him late one night while lying in bed.  I worked up anxiety about telling him and was having a hard time getting to sleep.  So I knew a long sleepless night was going to be ahead of me if I didn't say something!

The fear of telling someone I loved I am interesexed, and how they may react kept me from getting close to someone for so many years.  I have finally put myself in the position to overcome these obstacles and push beyond my comfort levels.  But being in a relationship and eventually getting married were things I truly wanted, and I am glad I took the risk even though I wish I had handled some of the things differently.  I also recognize that I had a positive experience, and an grateful my husband accepted me for who I was.

I wish there were more men out there like my husband, as regular and humble as he is.  He is also open-minded and a self-proclaimed feminist  Together we make a great team.  Together I am free to be myself, openly and even loved for just being me.