On this day one year ago, I sat my mom down and told her that I want to marry a woman.
So what's different one year later?
Well they know. They can pretend they don't but they do. I don't ever talk about men in any romantic way and they've basically stopped too in relationship to me. From what I understand from my sibling, there is this thought that I'm too busy with med school to remember that I'm gay. That of course makes no sense.
In my life, I've created lots of space for affirmation of who I am.
I've got a photo of lesbian lovemaking above my bed.
I've told anyone with whom it came up that I'm gay and yes that means I'm the only openly gay female in my med school class. And I'm okay with that.
Life is good, one year after deciding to live in the sun.
I'm just so happy to not have to pretend with my parents any more. Or really anyone.
Also....I've discovered that I have no tolerance for anyone who has a problem with homosexuality and low tolerance for closeted folk. Its not that you need to come out if you're in the closet, its just that I'm not interested in lying on your behalf. We probably can't be friends if there's an expectation that I'll keep your secret. There's nothing to be ashamed of.
Come on out into the light. Its beautiful.
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