Last night, I had the second dream I'd classify as a nightmare in two days. Long story short, I was back in high school, and one of my oldest friends outed me to my homophobic classmates. Just like I'd feared would happen if I came out back then, they all hated me; one girl in particular was ranting at me.
What redeemed that dream, though, was that my friends (Kaasan and Plushie) were there to stand up for me. Then I was somehow able to refute angry girl's rant. Also, apparently I made some sort of poont about condoms that impressed people. Hell if I know what though.
So anyway, I posted a status on Facebook about the dream maybe two hours ago (partially for Something Else, but also just because I was feeling good. About an hour ago, I got a PM from an old friend, a woman I went to middle and high school with. She couldn't comment on my status because of homophobes on her friends' list - primarily her mother - but said she knew the feeling I'd had. She's working on coming out, and best of luck to her.
(I kind of had a Shoutarou moment a few minutes ago, like, "A friend of mine feeling as scared as I did once...? Unforgivable." While I'll freely admit to watching a bit too much Kamen Rider W lately, the sentiment still stands.)
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