more comment (re: feminism under capitalism)

Something a reader mentioned that I'm coming to appreciate better is how deeply our gender programming goes. One poet described it as a crucifixion nail driven through our hearts. And this poet meant that with all its attendant imagery, as though our bodies are nailed through to society's rigid concept of our gender binary, and then left hanging there until we die. We can find various ways to rebel against this crucifixion to gender, even going so far as to cut off gendered parts of our bodies while dosing with gendered hormones, but has anybody ever truly escaped this cultural torture?

Perhaps in the same way a person may describe herself as a "recovering Catholic", perhaps she should describe herself as a "recovering male". We may never fully recover.