Thursday, April 28, 2011

Changes

I've just realized that my blog is boring. So way to sugarcoat it. It's just me bitching about how much life sucks in the closet. So I've decided to institute some changes.


My life isn't all about how much I wish I could be out but don't wanna be kicked out and wallowing in self-pity and all. Though there's probably more self-pity than is healthy. There are other aspects to my existence. I may be a lesbian, but it doesn't define who I am.


So I'm going to try to post some of the awesome things in life too. The underlying theme will still probably be lesbian, because I'm kinda obsessed with lesbian media and queer issues in general.  I'm thinking it might end up being a cross between MormonLesbian's fangirl-ish-ness and sexuality and Hyperbole and a Half's personal stories. And hopefully some of the humor too.


But there will probably still be some bitching.


Find MormonLesbian here: http://www.mormonlesbian.blogspot.com/
And Hyperbole and a Half aqui: http://hyperboleandahalf.blogspot.com/


What was that? "Aqui"? Was that Spanish? That's right people, I am a constant surprise. 

Sunday, April 10, 2011

Let Me Borrow Your Imagination for a Moment

Imagine this for me. Imagine having a secret. A huge secret. A secret that affects your life tremendously. If you could just share this secret you could really be yourself. But you know that if your family found out about this secret it could have disastrous consequences. They’d first try to deny it, tell you that you were wrong.  Then they’d try to change your mind. They’d try to get you to see the error of your ways, to turn from your sin. But you know that no matter what they say, you’re right. That secret is a part of you. It’s not a choice, it’s a fact. And then when they get fed up of you standing up for yourself they really turn against you.  They ostracize you. They disown you. They kick you out. You’re a pariah within your family. If they knew your secret, you would eventually end up homeless, helpless. So you’re faced with a dilemma every day. Should you keep your secret to keep your cozy life? Or should you share your secret? Should you stand up for who you are and what you believe in, even if it would have disastrous consequences?


This is the voice of one who can't speak. It's humbling to want to participate in the Day of Silence, but realize you can't because you're one of the people the event is for.