It's kind of strange, hearing other people's coming out stories...hearing the way people view the world and the people around them...the feelings all of you feel. I hope those of you who have lots of social ties holding you back...from being open and expressive about your sexuality...I hope you somehow find your way to a happier place. And the other kitties...well, you know you're all deliciously beautiful in your ways. I really enjoyed all of your stories. And if I can ever somehow heelp someone, please feel free to let me know. I'm a super understanding and caring person, and I'm really good with the listening...and very patient too
Well, what I wanted to write about, just briefly, are the very different circumstances surrounding how I came out. I was kind of very accepting of the fact that I liked girls from a super young age. I was super, super introverted...like always lost in books and stories, so I don't think I really ever noticed that there was anything wrong with being attracted to other girls. I kind of didn't talk to many people for most of my early life, but I was kind of confused by the whole lack of girl-girl love...in movies and books. But I kind of clung to heterosexual representations of true love...like stories where two people go to the greatest lengths for each other...never give up on each other. To me, true love is the most beautiful thing ever...so I was idealistic. Miraculously, I started writing love poems to girls in my classes when I was younger...and survived mostly unscathed... somehow. My mom, being all single-momish and stuff, tried to be super liberal all my life. She told me a long time ago she didn't mind at all if I was gay...and it just makes me wonder...was I that obvious? She also offered to get me drugs to experiment with...when I was like fifteen, saying that if I ever decided to do them, she'd prefer to get them for me so that she knew they were safe and that I could feel okay talking to her about things...it was really sweet, in a super twisted sort of way. My whole high school years were confusing, and strange...as I kind of came to realize I don't...I'm not so happy with the world we live in. A long, painful relationship later, I still believe in true love...my stomach still does this tumbly thing when I see two girls, on screen or on the street, in love...and I'm pretty shy about who I am, but not ashamed.
So, I think my advice... coming from a different place, is that no matter how much you think you know yourself...you're going to grow a whole lot, and a few years from now you're going to be much different...hopefully...from who you are now. Your insecurites...you just have to work through them, as hard as they are to get through...and about coming out...you can do that selectively. When you want to share that you're gay or bi with someone, then do it...I'd suggest not lying about it when directly asked by someone, because that will just make you feel ashamed. Instead, answer them truthfully and casually...or, if they're not someone you want to share with, just smile and say something to the effect of. "It's not really any of your business." 'Cause its not...your feelings belong to you, and you shouldn't be forced to do anything with them you don't want to...that includes both hiding them in shame or placing them out into the open, exposing pretty, meaningful feelings to attack.
Oh, and one more little request. If you do feel bisexual, I really urge you to understand what it is you feel... because that term is so loose. Make sure you know before you get involved with a girl, in a serious way...like if you only feel comfortable being in a relationship with a guy...but you crave girlish romantic or sexual attention, that's completely okay...even valid...but just make sure that you let whatever girl your dating...let her know...
if you could spend the rest of your life with her or not...before you ever get very serious...or you might just really hurt someone in a very bad way.
That's about it for now...I promise I'll be around more often kitties...I'm so guilty of visiting the chat room and not the board.
With Love,
Lily O.
"TARA: Willow, I got so lost.
WILLOW: I found you. I will always find you. "