Dear friends.
I regret to inform you that I have missed a very special day. A day I have been celebrating for the past five years. This is of course, Coming Out Day. It was October 11th and on Tuesday I was thinking about it, and I remembered that I haven't "come out" in a while and then I noticed my tragic mistake.
Rest assured dear friends, that even though you did not receive a phone call, personalized facebook/myspace comment, or personal visit, I am still gay. I must have been distracted and forgot about it. Or else maybe I'm realizing that I've been in that stage where I really don't have to come out since those people that are important to me already know. And sure, it is fun to call Justene once a year and tell her I am a big ol' homo and have her get all indignant on me and say how I am an abomination.
I was talking to Captain Pam and she brought up an excellent point- any day is coming out day. That right now, someone is trying to come out to a loved one. Even now, after being out for six years, I still get the sweaty palms when I think about telling a new person that I'm gay. I just hope that one day I won't have the sweaty palms because it will be like telling someone that I went to catholic school for 13 years. That it's nothing to be ashamed of, that I don't have to worry about losing relationships that mean so much to me, that nothing will change. Pam and I are going to a party today, a birthday party for a work friend. I really don't know Mia that well, I've never had a conversation with her, more the few sentence small talk that I am famous for. Ha. But it should be fun anyways. I really need to shower and clean up this mess I have been living in. And do laundry. Because that is what everyone loves to do on their weekend off.
Rest assured dear friends, that even though you did not receive a phone call, personalized facebook/myspace comment, or personal visit, I am still gay. I must have been distracted and forgot about it. Or else maybe I'm realizing that I've been in that stage where I really don't have to come out since those people that are important to me already know. And sure, it is fun to call Justene once a year and tell her I am a big ol' homo and have her get all indignant on me and say how I am an abomination.
I was talking to Captain Pam and she brought up an excellent point- any day is coming out day. That right now, someone is trying to come out to a loved one. Even now, after being out for six years, I still get the sweaty palms when I think about telling a new person that I'm gay. I just hope that one day I won't have the sweaty palms because it will be like telling someone that I went to catholic school for 13 years. That it's nothing to be ashamed of, that I don't have to worry about losing relationships that mean so much to me, that nothing will change. Pam and I are going to a party today, a birthday party for a work friend. I really don't know Mia that well, I've never had a conversation with her, more the few sentence small talk that I am famous for. Ha. But it should be fun anyways. I really need to shower and clean up this mess I have been living in. And do laundry. Because that is what everyone loves to do on their weekend off.