I’m out taking my morning walk at 5 o’clock in the morning and up pops a song by Depeche Mode called Strange Love. Little things like that spark ideas and contemplations that cause me to think about certain situations.
I thought the combination of strange love would be an interesting topic. If you get a chance, listen to that song by Depeche Mode called Strange Love.
Lyrics…
Strange Love
Strange highs
And strange lows
Strange love
Thats how my love goes.
Just because something is strange, simply makes it out of the ordinary and not part of the mass motive of thinking. It doesn’t make it wrong. It just makes it different. Strange in this context just means out of the ordinary and different.
But love is love, no matter who loves who.
I love my wife. We’ve been married for 34 years and she allows me to be who I am. Our love has not changed at all. I am still attracted to her and her to me although sometimes she does prefer her husband. But that’s a different story.
Living as a transgender personāwhether Iām becoming a girl, a guy, or expressing myself somewhere in betweenāhas shown me that love and identity donāt fit into pre-approved boxes.
Sometimes people expect my heart to work a certain way just because Iāve embraced who I am as a woman, man, or nonbinary person. But attraction, desire, and identityātheyāre as wonderfully complicated as any Depeche Mode song. š
You can be a girl who loves boys, a guy who loves girls, love both, neither, or something else entirely. Who knew life could be so “beautifully strange”? š
Trans lives are full of variationsāof love, of self, of joy and confusion. And thatās okay. The world tells us what āshouldā make sense, but in the end, what matters is being true to ourselves, even if itās a “strange kind of love”. š«
Dr. Gwen Patrone
One Response
Before we can try and assign love we must define love itself , what is love ? Are we humans the only being on this earth that experiences love ? While the song tallks of strange love who is to say what defines our version of love ? The question is do we need love at all and if so why , can we survive without it ?
Perhaps at times we overuse the word , often we are lazy not looking for a more suitable alternative . I’m sure most of us recall how our heart skips a beat when we admit to loving another person , there’s nothing more wonderful when that love is allowed to blossom , how you can’t live without that person for a single moment. Over the years that love changes , it’s a human trait , without realising it can become a cruel possessive, controlling love , partners we thought we could trust start using it as our weakness .
A transgender person’s love can be so complex , as you comment , do we continue to love a woman as a man or as as woman , is it possible the female in us wants to experience the love of a man ?
Personally I do feel our sense of love changes with age , I look back at the people I loved and sadly who hurt me , I need to hold on to some I love even if it means hurt for me at times but I know that love can sustain me . While it would be wrong to say there is no love in my future friendships are playing a more important role . To be there when they need me or I need them but to be free to walk away without pain , I find it harder to deal with emotional pain as I grow older , old scars never quiet heal , lessons learnt can’t be forgotten becaue they guide you through the rest of your life .