I told myself I would not let my sexuality define me.
But after a long and drawn out breakup I needed to find a way to look at myself without hating everything.
I needed to get back to laughing at myself and all the ideas people had in their heads about what being gay meant or means.
So that is what I am doing. Laughing at lesbians myself.
I am coming out, again.
Fantastic, I have found blogs to be a great source of comfort and enjoyment. Sometimes when things are hard you just need to be heard and be yourself.
it’s hard to look at yourself in the mirror the first time the thought crosses your mind. Everything suddenly changes and you know that things will never be the same.
Coming out is coming out, regardless if it’s via blog or face to face or in a form of a letter. There are demons and fears to face and things to accept but eventually, you accept yourself and find peace.
Good luck laughing at yourself and good luck finding yourself again…
I’ve never had anyone come out to me via a blog. This is a first, but I wholeheartedly approve. I look forward to someday seeing the the project you mentioned to me in its finished form.
OMG lets have a coming out party.
Here is the invite
MICHELLE’s COMING OUT PARTY Part DEUX
Where: Rosie’s Palace
When: TBA
BYOB and BYOD (bring your own dildo!)
teehee