Whats up guys.
I am from Everett which is about 26 miles north of Seattle Washington. I have been out for five years now, and I used to think that being a Queer meaning you fit in to the whole shape of cliquey groups within the community itself. Now when I came out, I was 20. I remember how scary that was, first not fitting in with my classmates at my High School and now this. This orientation that not only clashes with my then re-born Christian beliefs, but in groups that I never saw myself in. Not a leather queen, not a drag queen, DEFINITELY not a twink, nor a bear, I just wanted to be me. I wanted a boyfriend. When I came out I was in the city of Baltimore, MD. The thing that really saved me was going to a GLTB youth group. Although I ended up not going because of how I was treated by the members once outside the group.
Yet I did find someone shortly there in Baltimore that taught me that being Gay was alright, who was my boyfriend for a short term basis, because, and if only I knew then that I was a newbie, and even now I won't deal with Newbies other than counsel, but bedroom? Hell no! This person who was my boyfriend was George, a beautiful man from the Caribbean, with blue blue eyes, and he just came out to Seattle a couple weeks ago and saw me, and my current boyfriend and I with George spent a beautiful sunny day in Seattle. It was really meaningful. In my car that day, I had the two most amazing men as my passengers, in the backseat the man who brought me out of the closet, and in the front seat my love, who physical qualities are as brilliant as his heart is kind.
There is a long story here between paragraphs that spans five years. It is a novel about my life, from being a depressed obese Christian closet case to a healthier, less obese, out and proud gay pagan. In five years, I witnessed this amazing process of growth, this realization that we don't have to fit in in this lifestyle, but we do, or should be there for everyone, and screw those cliques you know the ones I am talking about, that sit at the clubs with their many drinks and friends and completely ignore you unless you are part of their so-called sacred circles. Let me tell you something about those cliques, about 90% of them only get together for the drinks, I have overheard, a lot of them talk about bedroom victories, and what is it with them constantly tearing one and other apart for their own comic relief?
I believe the Equal Right movement has great hope, if only we could all come together and look beyond the stereotype, that one great day could happen where one can walk hand and hand down the street and the site would be so common that no one would raise an eyebrow.
That's all from me.