…just like the rest of you. I’m going to make an effort to get back to sharing tidbits about my life and thoughts here. I mean, I pay for the site and my dear friend is hosting it for me for free. I should use it, right? Perhaps it’ll help me make sense of some of the goings-on in my life.
See you soon, then. ^.^
This is going to be a long post, so bear with me.
The thing that they don’t tell you when you first come out of the closet is that you will always be coming out. I’ve come out so many times in my life, in multitudes of situations. The reality of being non-heterosexual in the current state of our society is that most people still assume that everyone else is heterosexual. My comings-out have occurred in video games, on social media, at the grocery store, with medical staff (No, there is absolutely no chance that I am pregnant. Yes, I’m sure.), in classrooms, at work, driving down the road (it’s hard not to be out to everyone if you cover your car in rainbows like I did at age 21), and in this blog post…and everywhere in between. There’s always going to be someone I meet who doesn’t know that I am a lesbian. Coming out is a perpetual process, and that’s something that each of us who comes out has to come to terms with in his or her own way. That being said, here I present the story of my initial, capital-letters, Coming Out.
Continue reading Leaving the Closet Behind: My Coming Out Story
I didn’t think I wanted to say anything specific about the Caitlyn Jenner announcement, but I sent out some tweets today that I think sum up my viewpoint very well. It started with this retweet:
Continue reading RE: Caitlyn…or, We’re In the Turning Point
Nearly two years ago I came to the realization that I was miserable. Professionally, I was going through tremendous turmoil and self-doubt. I was nearing the end of my fourth year of teaching, and I had gained more than 50 pounds in the time since beginning my first year. I was depressed, angry, and completely unhappy with my professional life, and it was coloring everything else in my life, too.
Continue reading My Continuing Resolution, or Happy New Year
*As any WoW player knows, the flight master in any city, town, or outpost in the game will, for a few silver pieces, sell you a “taxi” flight (usually on a wyvern or a gryphon) to any other city, town or outpost that you’ve been to. If you’re going a long way, the flight path takes you past the flight points between where you are and your destination, sort of like flying over the cities and towns between your departure city and your destination on a plane. When you’ve never been to the place that you want to go, though, you have to ride or run to the town under your own power and “discover” the flight points. I feel like that’s the way my journey is playing out, and that I’ve reached my first flight point.
Well, now. It’s been just over a month since I last posted. If you read that post, you might intuit that this last month plus has been quite a journey in its own right, and you’d be correct. A lot has changed for me, but in a lot of really small ways. Let me share some of it with you.
Continue reading The First Flight Point*
My most recent post prior to this one had to do with my health, and I guess this is an update of sorts, though I wasn’t planning on ever having to write about this particular topic.
I went in to the doctor today for my yearly physical, which of course comes with a blood draw and the associated number values and such. Today there was only one that stood out… I’ve been diagnosed with type 2 diabetes.
Continue reading An Unexpected Fork in the Road
“The journey of a thousand miles begins with the first step.”
I’m beginning again a journey that I’ve begun more times than I can count. I’m hoping that this time I can see it through to what seems from here to be the end (though I know better than that if I’m being honest). Either way, though, I’ve got to get to a place where my body functions more healthily than it does now.
I can’t really recall the last time I didn’t have any weight to lose. In high school I was maybe only about 15 lbs. over the ostensibly-healthy weight for my height, but as a junior and senior, some of that was the muscle born of being an athlete. I didn’t really start to pack on extra pounds that weren’t muscle until I graduated.
Continue reading 1000 Miles