Wow reading through these makes me realize how spectacularly uneventful my coming out was.
On some level I had always known, but wasn't ready to confront it until college. I was 20 years old had been dating a guy for awhile and knew I was unhappy and finally just said to myself that really what I wanted was to be with women. And from that moment on, I never felt bad or conflicted or angsty about it.
But here is the sort of pathetic part that pretty well sums up who I was in my 20s: Within 6 weeks of that moment, I was part of a group that was meeting with the president of the university to present a list of demands and recommendations around LGB equality on campus -- but it took 3 years (yes, I said years) before I finally kissed a girl. (Which turned out to be the beginning of a torrid 18-month affair with a married coworker. Because one thing you have when you are 23 and have been waiting 3 yrs to find someome to get naked with? Good judgement.)
--Slater
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