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Identity Stitching 2
In the previous Identity Stitching post, I reflected on how knitting has impacted how I think about my gender identity. I thought a lot about masculinity and how there is this voice in my head telling me something is too femme, too queer. In many ways that voice was my father’s. I worry constantly about what he thinks about me. I’ve always seen him as an example of what a man should be and find myself hoping to be the man that he is. I wonder what he thinks of the colors I like, my mannerisms, my way of talking. Does he even care? I don’t know, I’m sincerely too afraid to ask.
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Identity Stitching 1
I always have this voice at the back of my head that is constantly saying “don’t move that way, don’t wear that color, don’t do that.” It’s like this shred of toxic masculinity within me that tells me I can’t be what I feel. As I try to understand and define my own queer identity, I have found some refuge from that voice in knitting and the community surrounding it. Knitting is something that has helped me to discover more about what I like and what makes me, me.