NCOD: Duh!

[dr_tectonic]

It's National Coming Out Day, and I feel like I ought to say something about it since it's the first time in years that I actually noticed it before it was over. (Pay no attention to the fact that I haven't gotten around to making a journal post before midnight.)

I don't really have any good stories about it, because by the time I had come to terms with my sexuality and come out to myself, it was totally obvious to everyone else, because I'd gone through several cycles of "he's cute - hmm, guess I must be queer - ack! can't cope - let's not think about it".

So when I went around telling people (because if you tell enough people that you lose track of who you've told and who you haven't, it become impossible even to pretend that it's a secret anymore), the conversation generally went something like this:

Me: By the way, I've figured out that I'm not straight.
Them: Um, DUH. Didn't you already figure this out already?
Me: SHUT UP!

So my coming-out story is basically one of repeated embarrassment at having taken so long to do it and thinking that it would be a big deal when I did... because I'm lucky enough that with the people I know, it never really has been.

Comments

[lovecarnievan.livejournal.com]

I think, a long time ago, at a Rude and Prying Questions Session you mentioned something about being bi, so I never really thought anything about you not knowing or struggling. You told me that cutting out half the people that you meet as potential mates made no sense to you, and I was really impressed. It seemed (to me) you were born mature beyond your years in this respect. I always admired that. Happy NCOD!