Recently I visited my grandparents upon the occasion of my grandfather's 84th birthday. I joined Grampie in the living room for much of his daily television routine, which includes The Price is Right. One of the contestants that day was a man who set off my gaydar from the moment he started down the aisle. He did well on the show and was very
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But enough about me. Go you for articulating the different parts of the subconscious responses you saw going on, and for being so matter-of-fact about the whole thing. I really admire that. And you. *hug*
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Underneath the matter-of-factness there flows a current of self-doubt, though. It's not so much doubt about not telling them under present circumstances because that *feels* right--like it's at least 90% about protecting them (I'll spare you the reasoning behind that as it's lengthy and boring) and it fits with the whole information-operates-on-a-need-to-know-basis-only thing that my father, sister, and I apply across the board with my grandparents. But I question myself about why that feels right--why I feel that my sexuality is not need-to-know information for them. Questions like: Shouldn't my queerness feel so integral to my being that someone not knowing about it means that they don't really know me? (Which is a gateway to a whole "am I queer enough ( ... )
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