Wrestling with Reality – the birth of Gabbi Tuft

I woke up late today. Glancing at the snow outside, making a quick coffee and sliding back under the duvet, I opened Twitter on my phone to see that wrestling legend Gabe Tuft aka Tyler Reks has actually been a woman all along. Who would have guessed it?

Gabe had posted a press release on Twitter, serenading his ‘long awaited gender reveal’.

The press release revealed that Gabe had been ‘wrestling with a secret persona dwelling deep within him. This is a persona he has been hiding in the loud silence of his soul since childhood. Finally, with the blessing of his loving wife Priscilla, Gabe is ready to reveal who he really is. “He” is now known as “She”: A beautiful, wise, witty and wonderful woman called “Gabbi.” 

Comments on his Twitter account flew in, congratulating him on his ‘brave step’ on ‘living his truth’ and ‘living his best life’. ‘Girl, you’re a goddess’ commented one. ‘You are gorgeous!’ added another.  Other comments included, ‘You are so brave and an inspiration to all’ and ’embrace who you truly are.’

Two days to go

Looking through Gabe/Gabbi’s social media accounts, the viewer sees that there has been a carefully choreographed countdown to this ‘reveal’, involving playing cards from the hearts suit, numbered down from 10 to the Ace.

Even Gabe’s young daughter is involved: the three-days-to-go photo shows a beautifully shot portrait of her smiling between her parents, clutching the three of hearts. Did she know the significance of the playing card when she posed for the photo with her mummy and daddy, I wondered?

So what makes a macho self-described ‘Alpha male’ believe that he has actually been a woman all along?

Wrestling with Reality

In an effort to try to understand, I scroll through Gabe’s Instagram, watch the video there and listen to the second podcast in the ‘Her’ series, where Gabe talks with his wife Priscilla. Priscilla describes herself as a reiki master, energy healer and clairvoyant. She tells listeners that she is willing to use female pronouns for her husband when he is ready but currently refers to him as ‘he’ and ‘Gabe’.

Gabe created a ‘coming out’ video in December 2020 but didn’t make it public until February 2021. ‘Why would I want to transition to female?’ he asks, explaining that his feelings are linked to putting toys up his T-shirt to pretend he was pregnant, age four, and trying on his mum’s clothes age ten. About three years ago he says, he started ‘exploring his feminine side in the bedroom and dressing up’. Eventually, removing the wig and make up would make him cry. We discover that Priscilla, his wife of 18 years, eventually felt unable to cope with the cross dressing in the bedroom, telling him tactfully ‘I am not sexually attracted to females’.  Gabe appears to have considered this explanation to be reasonable.

In the ‘Her’ podcast, Gabe introduces himself as “Founder of Body Spartan, former WWW superstar Tyler Rex, motorcycle road racer – lot of boy stuff there,” concluding, “I am currently in the process of transitioning from male to female.”

“So what does that mean?” probes Priscilla.

“What do you mean, what does that mean?” replies Gabe, with a laugh.

“You had the whole world.” says Priscilla, who appears to perfectly balance the combined roles of supportive wife and perceptive therapist. “You’ve got a fitness model wife, a successful business, a happy little third grade daughter, our dream home: what feels dissonant to you about that? Why would you want to change everything? What makes you ok not being a man any more?”

Gabe says he is tired of being a provider. Over the course of the podcast he tells us more, including the following extracts.

“I’m tired of striving, trying to leave a mark on this planet. It feels like failure…  I needed to be the alpha dog, the alpha male…  I had to let the ego die…  I don’t want to fight anymore… I’m doing it for me because I feel like this is who I’ve always been… I don’t wanna fight any more, I don’t want to struggle…  I don’t wanna be muscular, I don’t wanna be masculine, I wanna be a passable female.”

“Why?” inquires Priscilla, gently.

“I wanna look in the mirror and feel confident, I wanna feel pretty…  I wanna be accepted in that gender…  last night I had that top on and I looked at my back and I thought, I look like a guy…  I  don’t wanna look like a guy,” said Gabe, who is 6ft 3″ and at his heaviest weighed 280lbs.

“You were born so beautiful,” says Priscilla, wistfully.“Why do you want people to see you as a female?”

“I think it’s because that is my authentic self.” replies Gabe, seriously.

Gabe is very open about his life and transition. We learn that he took steroids in the past, and specifically that he took testosterone again when he was attempting to ‘kill’ (his words) his alter-ego, Gabbi. Priscilla refers to the ‘beast that has to come out’ when Gabe takes steroids. “You always think you can control the beast,” added Gabe, who told his wife he had stopped cross-dressing but slipped out and dressed up behind her back. Priscilla knew about this because she is clairvoyant and spirits tell her things.

“I thought you knew it was ok for you to dress up,” Priscilla tells him, adding, “You were not being nice at this time, you were being mean.” He contradicts her. He was being silent he says, not mean.

Priscilla says, “He hit his head for a living for so many years that he forgets a lot of things.”

“Guns all over the house, 3,000 rounds in the garage, our house is set up like a crow’s nest,” observed Priscilla. “Nobody has more firearms and ammo than you Gabe.”

“I’ve got three pistols, I’ve got all the guy stuff.” acknowledges Gabe cheerfully, adding that he has a gun licence to open carry and never goes anywhere unarmed.

Gabe tells us that his brother committed suicide by shooting himself in the head and Priscilla says she ‘sensed suicide energy’ coming from Gabe when he tried to stop cross-dressing.

“It was like a shotgun shell and I was waiting for you to explode.” she says. “There was no life in his eyes. He had left the building.”

Priscilla tells listeners that she has had past issues in their relationship with co-dependency and subservience. We learn that ‘spirit’ had told her there would be an accident if her husband felt guilty. Gabe agrees that he was a suicide risk. He says he keeps a gun on the top shelf in his closet, and he would look at it and imagine shooting himself.

At one point Priscilla tells listeners that she’s going to reach out to the local LGBT centre.

“I’m scared to talk to them but this is my role now,” she says, addressing her own feelings for the first time in the podcast.

Gabe cuts across her and begins talking about how much weight he’s lost.

Towards the end of the podcast Gabe says:

“I would rather die than not live my life as a woman.”

After a long pause Priscilla says softy, “And so it is.”

Another pause and she adds,  “I guess we stop there. If you have the love of your life in a space where they don’t want to go on, it is delicate… and the only option for us is to support them and hold space for them with unconditional love. Those are the hard things to talk about.”

As her voice breaks, Gabe chimes in, “On that note, I’m going to go and paint my nails. They’re dead.”

You can hear Priscilla and Gabe’s podcasts here.

In the glare of the media

Women’s Voices shared the ‘Extra Exclusives’ clip on Twitter, which you can see here. Priscilla gazes at Gabe throughout, smiling and silent, dropping her eyes only when he tells interviewer Billy Bush that they no longer have sex.

Gabe inclines his head, waves his silver nails and speaks in a little girl voice which is very different to the voice he uses in the podcasts with his wife.

“There’s probably a bunch of people that look at you and think ‘if she can do it then I can do it!” declares Bush, ostensibly without irony.

Gabe agrees, says he hopes sharing his story “will be a ray of hope that keeps somebody with us, that keeps them alive, that makes them think ‘yes, I can do this too.’

Priscilla smiles and her white teeth sparkle.

Classic autogynephillia

What we are not supposed to talk about is autogynephillia, a word derived from the Greek for ‘love of oneself as a woman’.  Autogynephillia, a term coined by Ray Blanchard, is ‘a male’s propensity to be sexually aroused by the thought of himself as a female’,  referring to “the full gamut of erotically arousing cross-gender behaviors and fantasies”.

In her 2019 interview with Ray Blanchard, Louise Perry reports “Autogynephiles are typically sexually attracted to women, although they may also identify as asexual or bisexual. They are more likely to transition later in life and to have been conventionally masculine in presentation up until that point.”

This is perhaps the ultimate narcissim.  When men choose not only to transition but to splash that transition all over social media and the press, it suggests that they have little awareness or concern for how their choices may confuse and damage their offspring or humiliate and devastate their partners. In contrast, women are expected to make endless a sacrifices for their children and partners. At one point in the podcast Gabe comments to Priscilla that their daughter is in the adjacent room. “I will go to her if she needs anything. You can be yourself.” she says, gently.

Where are all the middle-aged woman suddenly finding their ‘authentic’ selves, and the husbands smiling, supporting and affirming?

Does it really help a late-transitioning man to suggest to him that he will ever really be perceived as a woman? Or will he have enough affirming people around him to preserve the fragile eggshell of the illusion?

Why do I care?

To those who ask me that, I would counter question with ‘why do people have so much trouble seeing how incredibly insulting this is to women?’  When men can say they are women it creates a ripple effect that we ignore at our peril. Where does it leave women, especially young women who are uncomfortable performing femininity?

When a man is heralded as stunning and brave, as holding some mysterious essence of womanhood that can be expressed through long hair, a low-cut top, giant boobs and silver nail polish, what is a young woman who rejects or lacks these attributes supposed to think? That she is somehow less of a woman than he?

A woman is not a giant Barbie doll. These words may be hurtful to some but we, as women, are hurt every time a man is affirmed for believing these trappings and adornments can actually make him female.

Sometimes there are more important things than being nice.

Gabe describes his transition to Gabbi as becoming ‘unashamedly, unabashedly me… I truly became limitless and allowed my authentic self to come into the light.’ But not too much light.  The wig, fake breasts and layers of make up would suggest otherwise.

‘The outer shell may change but the core remains the same.”

Is that what womanhood is? An outer shell? Is that what is now meant by authenticity? Gabe is not alone in suggesting so. In fact anyone suggesting that men can become women asserts that womanhood is little more than an outer shell, that a woman’s biology is insignificant, irrelevant, unworthy of mention. We all know how demonised a woman becomes should she claim the definition of woman is ‘adult human female’.

There is more to consider here than the feelings of autogynephillic men. We should not be surprised when the loving wives of gun-carrying suicidal husbands smile and smile and support and support.  How about we consider the feelings of the children who grow up seeing their daddy parodying womanhood?  The media has no time for their stories and the public has no inclination to listen. They are just women and children, and middle-aged transition is a story about men.

So when I say “Can we stop now please?” my intention is not to dehumanise or mock anyone. I am just trying to encourage us all to see further than the brave transwoman who has found her authentic self.

“What does society say to a little boy?” asks Priscilla. “Do not rock that plastic baby. Pick up your damn pellet gun and go shoot some squirrels. Man up. Boys don’t cry.”

“As boys, anything feminine is for girls and we don’t touch that or else we get beat up.’ says Gabe.

Now there’s something we should be fighting to change.

 

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The Gendered Soul

Do humans have gendered souls?

This is a question that lies right at the heart of the debate over ‘trans rights’ in the UK, especially in regard to the protection and well-being of vulnerable groups such as children and young people with mental health issues.

The importance of the question is often overlooked, although goddess knows in the current climate its hard to ask for discussion about anything concerning gender identity without being accused of literally murdering trans babies.

So let’s start a little further back.

Do humans have souls?

We all acknowledge that we have bodies, but the idea of the soul, an essence existing outside of the realms of the physical, is a more theoretical and complex issue. Are our thought and actions a result of energy pulses firing inside a ticking brain or are we touched by the divine in some way?

Ipsos MORI (Market and Opinion Research International) polls in the UK suggested that in 1998 67% of us reported believing in a soul: this figure had risen slightly to 68% by 2003. A smaller study in 2009 suggested the figure was as high as 70%.

The study shows that people have a very diverse and unorthadox set of beliefs,” THEOS director Paul Woolley said of the second batch of findings.

So, we can estimate that between two thirds and three quarters of Brits believe that yes, we do have a soul.

This belief raises other burning questions

Luis Ricardo Falero ‘The Human Soul’ (1894)

Metaphysical speculation springing from acceptance of the idea of the soul could divert us for hours; years; lifetimes.

Can the soul survive death?  Does it reincarnate? If the self is in the body then where is it located?  Who is thinking of me when I am thinking of me? Do I even exist? Have I always existed? Am I the only thing that does exist?

If I do have a soul, was it paired with a brain and if so how and when? Who put it there?

A god?

Or the gender fairy?

Let’s- purely for the philosophical purposes of this article- assume human beings do have souls. This opens up whole universes of new questions, and brings us to the one most relevant to this debate.

Do our souls have a sex?

Obviously our souls don’t have a sex, because sex is a physical thing.

But is there a specific soul template for women and another, different, model for men? You know, like there is for our bodies. Do our souls have an innate essence of male or femaleness that is somehow decipherable and comprehensible? An essence that is sensitive to cultural context, to the nuanced behaviours and dress codes expected of the sexes at any given time in history or place on the planet?

If we’re using modern jargon, we might be more specific. We might ask:

Do our souls have a gender identity?

Or is gender identity- for those of us who have it- just one of many facets of our complex and ever fluctuating personalities?

This is the issue lying at the heart of the trans question. Not just ‘do you believe in the soul?’ but the even vaster and more unfathomable ‘do you believe in the gendered soul?’.

We’re not talking about biological differences here- the very differences that gender identity politics tells us are no longer important- such as growing offspring, lactating or ejaculating.  We know that whilst not all members of a sex will perform these innate biological functions, either from choice or from inability, they are specific to a sex. We know they exist, just as we know that our bodies exist.

This knowledge allows us to make statements of fact such as ‘not all women menstruate but no man does’. Seems fairly straightforward, right?

Not if you believe in the gendered soul (GS).

Rights in the UK

If you don’t believe in the GS, what do you perceive as being meant by ‘trans rights’?

Whilst things don’t always play out as they should: society is a hotbed of sexism, discrimination and power-plays, legally there are no rights held by other men and women that are not also held by trans-identified people.

If you do believe in the GS and the notion that it can dwell in a ‘wrongly sexed’ body, you see not a confused individual but a wrong that can and should be righted.

‘Trans teen to beauty queen’ Jackie Green once referred to it as a ‘small birth defect‘ and the parents of many trans-identified kids report their child telling them “God has made a mistake.”

The soul cannot be relocated- at least not in this lifetime- so society must not only acknowledge the mistake but be seen to acknowledge it.  Pronouns must be changed and respected with religious fervour. Physical assistance to change the body must be provided. A culture could surely only see fit to set a child down a medical pathway that blocked their puberty, that could stunt their growth and affect their fertility and sexual function, if it truly believed in the GS.

When you believe in the gendered soul, the idea of transition becomes a ‘trans right’.

The brain, not the soul?

Does the wannabe scientist in you prefer the idea of a male or female brain to the more spiritual idea of the soul?

The premise is the same. Ask yourself, how would it be possible for a female body to grow a male brain? The brain is an organ. A female body could no more grow a male brain than a male kidney. Could it grow a male kidney? I think most of us would agree that it could not.

That’s not what you meant, you say. Perhaps you were referring to the more metaphysical machinations of the brain? You mean the personality?

The personality or the soul?

If we don’t ascribe to the notion of the GS, a little girl who thinks she is a boy is just that: a little girl who thinks she is a boy. If we do, then she has a boy soul in a girl body. How else could we believe in the idea of the ‘genuinely trans’ child?

If you believe in the GS, you will consider the possibility that an effeminate boy or a homosexual young man is not actually male at all. What makes him drawn to the trappings of femininity? Is it that he is a little unusual, perhaps sensitive or imaginative, or could it possibly be that the gender fairy has slipped up again and he has somehow received the soul of a girl? If you believe in the GS, this is rational thinking.

If you believe not only in the GS, but that it is of greater significance and importance than the sexed body, it could almost begin to make sense that female-bodied people should be allowed in gay men’s saunas. The gendered soul also dictates that male-bodied people should be allowed in women’s refuges and on lesbian dating sites.

As politician Layla Moran professed “I see someone in their soul and their person. I don’t really care if they have a male body.”

If we do not ascribe to the GS, we accept that there is a spectrum of behaviour for both males and females. We accept that a gentle, long haired boy, wearing a tutu and clutching a doll, is no more or less of a boy than a short-haired boy covered in mud, kicking a football at a wall and yelling. We accept that an angry little girl with a buzzcut who is really good at chess and maths is no more or less a girl than a smiling, twirling princess girl with cascading curls. That is true diversity.

The worst thing a culture can tell children, if it truly wishes to eradicate sexism and embrace diversity, is that the way you behave is what makes you a boy or a girl.

If we reject the GS, what are we left with? A mixture of stereotypes, social norms and personalities. If we do not ascribe to the notion of the GS it is not possible to ‘feel like a boy’ or ‘feel like a girl’ it is only possible to be satisfied or dissatisfied with the stereotypes pushed on you by your culture.

Meanwhile, young women who believe they harbour an essential male essence or soul choose to get pregnant, bear children and demand to be called the father of the babies they birth, while angry, violent men on social media threaten gender critical women with acts of sexual violence.

Surely it seems fairly likely that humans don’t have gendered souls at all?

It certainly takes a huge and religious leap of faith to believe that they do. And if we don’t believe utterly and wholeheartedly in the ubiquity of the gendered soul then why on earth are we all going along with this sexist nonsense?

 

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