[Nat]

My mom said, "I'm not surprised."
My dad said, "Well, that's new. Want a cigarette?"
My brother said, "I'm happy for you."
My cousin said, "Yeah? That's cool."

but I think one of my happiest early moments was when I was still married. I was staying in Oxford for a summer program, and I happened to befriend the two other queer/genderqueer people on the trip. None of us had figured things out yet regarding exactly where we fell on the spectrum of anything, but the three of us went to London for the weekend. We rented a motel room, got all fancy, and headed down to the Candy Bar - my first lesbian bar. When the three of us walked into that bar, it just felt like home. It's one of those moments where everything shifts and nothing is ever really the same again. I was just so happy and so comforted to be in that space and to feel at home in it. We danced and laughed and drank and visited and had an all-around fabulous time. It was such a weirdly innocent time in a way - just the three of us having our little explosions of self-discovery.