There is a quite interesting concept regarding our identity. If we walk around calling ourselves something that is how we view ourselves. It really comes from a philosopher dude named Wittgenstein who basically was a contextual linguistic logician hailing from the school of Bowsma.
So I knew a guy I would meet twice a week. We were in the terminal cancer ward as outpatients. Twice a week we would get all hopped up on chemotherapy. My sister would come and kind of repeat the mantra that we were winners and were more than our condition. My buddy Sean never bought into that idea. He called himself a terminal cancer patient. And he died about 8 weeks into a regimen. He saw himself as someone dying and he did. I viewed my self as a victor over hell on earth and I was.
The way we use words actually defines us. Call yourself a housewife instead of the most wonderful mom and part time writer and you will never write that novel.
Classify and frame yourself as a victim and you are one. Contextually say you are a victor and you become that victor. You are what you label yourself. I knew this great gay lawyer during the time that "coming out" was really a cool statement and badge of courage. When he came out he visualized himself as a gay man. Somehow he forgot that he was a great lawyer and went to shit.
I have yet to meet a person fighting to identify themselves as sexually unique who should be given special treatment that was in the least bit good at being a "student" or professional.
Right now I identify myself as writer first -- then the dad, husband, brother stuff and I sure as hell do not identify my self as a cancer patient.
Why, for what ever reason would I identify myself by the prowess of my penis or my vagina?
In fact I do not identify myself so much as the father of my 31 year old son. We have been there and done that. And buddies is a whole lot more fitting to our mutual relationship now.
Hey, too much to drink can give you ED, why would you call yourself a Unic?