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Been a Long Time...
It’s been some time since I wrote anything here. A few posts then poof! Life moves on, the mind forgets, and other things become priorities. However I can’t help but want to post something today.
Why?
I don’t know. Maybe because for the first time in my life, as I enter adulthood, I start to see things, things about myself and the world, with more clarity than ever before. I still don’t like looking in the mirror and would rather wear jeans and long-sleeve shirts. I still feel lost and unsure of my future and honestly I feel uncertain about my sexual orientation still as well. As a writer I find myself writing more heterosexual couples then homosexual. But in reality I find myself more attracted to women than men. Sometimes I wonder if its the degree of separation between character and author or the one relationship I’ve ever been in being with a guy.
Maybe it has to do with both.
I only know what I feel, and to try and label it has only caused heartache in the past. I’ve spent eighteen years thinking that I had to label everything I felt, that confusion was something that needed to be ‘cured’ ASAP. But now I’m beginning to realize that if I don’t just stop, slow down, and let myself learn not just about the world but about what I want, what I need, out of it: I’m only going to tear myself to pieces once more.
I don’t know if I’ll continue this blog, or why I even started it in the first place. I guess it’s just nice to write down your emotions every once in a while and send them out into the world without fear of judgement. Because in the end, whether from myself or those I love, I know that’s what I’m most afraid of. But maybe one day... one day I won’t be afraid.
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Oh Geez High School...
The first time I actually found out about sexuality was in my freshman year of high school. I worked hard and attended a school in a different town to be a part of their Vocational Agriculture Program because at the time I wanted to be a vet. There I made a new and very dear friend who was openly bisexual. She was the first non-straight person I'd met that was out of the closet. The fact that she was confident and comfortable about it was an INCREDIBLE way to be introduced to the community.
She was also the first person to calmly ask me what my sexuality was instead of assuming what it was if I didn't say anything. At the time I shrugged and I believe I said straight or that I wasn't certain. I was shy and nervous so I didn't really want to stand out if I said that I honestly wasn't certain.
I wish I could say that freshman year ended well but I'm afraid it didn't. Barely three months in I suffered an emotional / mental breakdown and by the end of the year I had been diagnosed with a Severe Anxiety Disorder and decided it was best if I returned to my local school system.
The next three years of high school would sadly not be much better.
So It Begins...
I’m not exactly sure what I’m doing. Or why. I guess I feel the need to get some stuff off my chest. Yes, there are other ways I could’ve gone about this. I could’ve found a website, a chat room, a therapist, or just talked to my friends. Or myself. Why not?
I guess I wanted to see if there were others. Others out there that were looking for people who understood. If there are, I don’t live in a place where I can find them. Plus, I’m too shy in real life to pursue them, to seek them out.
So here I am, turning to the anonymity of the internet. Of tumblr of all places. Why tumblr? Convenience I guess.
This is going to involve LGBTQ issues. If that’s not your cup of tea, that’s fine. That won’t be what this is completely about but it will come up and likely frequently. However, at least at first, it won’t be what you’re expecting. Unlike a lot of my peers, I haven’t suffered external abuse. Both my parents know, both are supportive albeit uneducated. The one who hates who I am… is me.
There’ll also be stuff about college, depression, anxiety, mental disorders, school, friendship, relationships, self-esteem, external and internal pressures, sexuality, emotional orientation, the difference between the two, cats, animals, writing, drawing, sports, games, and more. Really this is just going to be a hodge-podge of random stuff running through my mind.
For all I know I may start talking about the meaning of life or the secrets of the universe. I have no idea where I’ll end up going with this blog if I even remember I created it after today. Any-who…
Welcome to complete and utter nonsense.
