08-14-2008, 08:54 PM
Well, reading through those coming out stories and I am bawling.
I just don't know if I'm ever going to manage to do this myself. And that makes me feel like shit. and I dont know why.
Anyone who knows me, or has chatted to me for any length of time, knows that i am a brash, gobby, confident, forward, larger than life loudmouth of a character. and I rarely give a fuck what people think of me (except my horse riding skills, that matters to me far too much). but i just cant seem to bring myself round to this, which makes me fell even worse considering the push i gave other people to come out.
At the moment I seem to live 2 lives. 1 is down south. where i live and work. down here I am out to just about everyone other than my aunt/uncle etc who live down the road. I laugh and joke about my sexuality, I chat about whoI fancy and I go to gay bars and clubs and mess around with girls. and guys.
2 is up north. where most of my family are. Up north I dont think anyone knows. I said to a friend about 5 or 6 years ago, when I first had a slight inkling, that I might be bi. I doubt she remembers. My parents dont know. My ex colleagues (who i suspect would be the worst if I told them) dont know. my old school friends dont know.
I dont know how I can tell any of them. I dont know what my mum would think or do and god knows shes been through enough shit in the recent time. They know I go to gay bars and have jokingly asked me in the past, I just change subject. If they didnt joke maybe it wouldnt be so hard. I dont know what the hell my dad would do with the information. We never talk about anything like that. We never talked about sex or anything, he as a sort of head nod acknowledgment that I'm not a virgin and thats about it. My mum is so conservative and 'prim and proper', if it werent for my brother and I I would swear she'd never had sex!! I think my brother might be ok with it, he can be a bit homophobic towards guys but I think more through lack of understanding and contact with them rather than pure hatred.
I wouldnt even know where to start. Coming out started online to some unkowns on GaydarGirls. I never met any of them. The first person I actually knew that I told was WLM (about as he came out to me), even that was via email and it was more of a 'i have bisexual tendancies/find women attractive' than 'i am bisexual'. The first person I told face to face was my gay colleague. I had only known him 2 weeks, I had been trying to tell my best friend (who is no longer in the picture, she fell out with me after I stopped working for her, whole other loooong story.) for 5 years and couldnt do it. Somehow Phil was easier to talk to as I didnt really know him and he was gay. His immediate reaction was 'I know'. I have to say I dont think I'm that ibvious in day to day life but when ur on the outside looking in. The next couple of people I told all found out when I went to G-A-Y and I told them rather than them find out as I play tonsil tennis with a girl. Most of them were ok, one girl (the one I have all the problems with at work) made a big show of how much she accepted it; she cant even bear to be alone in the same room as me. Again I think ignorance and fear rather than hatred but it makes me uncomfortable. Telling my boss was no real problem. It sort of came up as there was a possible question of me sharing a room in my accomodation (I DONT DO SHARE) and I thought it was best she knew as both the girls I may have had to share with knew andI didnt think theyd be comfortable in that close proximity (i know I wouldnt have been). I knew my boss would be ok as half the workforce is gay (seriously, want a gay man, go horse showing).
This is now turning into a ramble of crap that I dont even know where its going. I shall stop now as I dont really know what to say next. Coming out has always been a bit of a back of my mind non necessity but for some reason it now seems a bit real.
I just don't know if I'm ever going to manage to do this myself. And that makes me feel like shit. and I dont know why.
Anyone who knows me, or has chatted to me for any length of time, knows that i am a brash, gobby, confident, forward, larger than life loudmouth of a character. and I rarely give a fuck what people think of me (except my horse riding skills, that matters to me far too much). but i just cant seem to bring myself round to this, which makes me fell even worse considering the push i gave other people to come out.
At the moment I seem to live 2 lives. 1 is down south. where i live and work. down here I am out to just about everyone other than my aunt/uncle etc who live down the road. I laugh and joke about my sexuality, I chat about whoI fancy and I go to gay bars and clubs and mess around with girls. and guys.
2 is up north. where most of my family are. Up north I dont think anyone knows. I said to a friend about 5 or 6 years ago, when I first had a slight inkling, that I might be bi. I doubt she remembers. My parents dont know. My ex colleagues (who i suspect would be the worst if I told them) dont know. my old school friends dont know.
I dont know how I can tell any of them. I dont know what my mum would think or do and god knows shes been through enough shit in the recent time. They know I go to gay bars and have jokingly asked me in the past, I just change subject. If they didnt joke maybe it wouldnt be so hard. I dont know what the hell my dad would do with the information. We never talk about anything like that. We never talked about sex or anything, he as a sort of head nod acknowledgment that I'm not a virgin and thats about it. My mum is so conservative and 'prim and proper', if it werent for my brother and I I would swear she'd never had sex!! I think my brother might be ok with it, he can be a bit homophobic towards guys but I think more through lack of understanding and contact with them rather than pure hatred.
I wouldnt even know where to start. Coming out started online to some unkowns on GaydarGirls. I never met any of them. The first person I actually knew that I told was WLM (about as he came out to me), even that was via email and it was more of a 'i have bisexual tendancies/find women attractive' than 'i am bisexual'. The first person I told face to face was my gay colleague. I had only known him 2 weeks, I had been trying to tell my best friend (who is no longer in the picture, she fell out with me after I stopped working for her, whole other loooong story.) for 5 years and couldnt do it. Somehow Phil was easier to talk to as I didnt really know him and he was gay. His immediate reaction was 'I know'. I have to say I dont think I'm that ibvious in day to day life but when ur on the outside looking in. The next couple of people I told all found out when I went to G-A-Y and I told them rather than them find out as I play tonsil tennis with a girl. Most of them were ok, one girl (the one I have all the problems with at work) made a big show of how much she accepted it; she cant even bear to be alone in the same room as me. Again I think ignorance and fear rather than hatred but it makes me uncomfortable. Telling my boss was no real problem. It sort of came up as there was a possible question of me sharing a room in my accomodation (I DONT DO SHARE) and I thought it was best she knew as both the girls I may have had to share with knew andI didnt think theyd be comfortable in that close proximity (i know I wouldnt have been). I knew my boss would be ok as half the workforce is gay (seriously, want a gay man, go horse showing).
This is now turning into a ramble of crap that I dont even know where its going. I shall stop now as I dont really know what to say next. Coming out has always been a bit of a back of my mind non necessity but for some reason it now seems a bit real.