What if I had told my mom that I wasn’t born any kind of way? And what if my mother did have a hand in crafting my queerness? Why did she believe that contributing to my magical queer self was an evil rather than a good? Why did she believe that “fixing” me—as re-education camps or gender conversion therapy aim to—is necessary? Why do I need to claim that my queerness is unchanging and natural to be safe from people who will do anything to control me, and to ensure that I can’t dream up new selves and determine who I will be? Because I did change. At 17, I told myself and others that I was a gay man. At 20, I don’t identify as gay, and I don’t identify as a man.
In this essay, Alex-Quan Pham describes their queer identity, their experience of coming out to their mom as gay, and how their identity and understanding of their identity have both evolved over time. For those of us who don’t fully understand our queer identities, who are questioning, or who find our identities shifting, how might we affirm ourselves (and each other) when other people ask us to change or behave in a way that conforms more to their idea of “normal”?