The Other Side Of Me

This Blog is a documentation, a day-to-day account of my coming out process. This is here so people can read, and see where i've made mistakes and where i've made progress, so that during their coming out they can attempt to avoid or emulate those things. It is also here, to show the struggle me and many others have faced, when coming to terms with our sexuality.

11/07/2004

I'm the worst homosexual in history...

I stopped into TOHR today... almost didn't. But i forced myself to, i had to; how could i think that i would be ready to go to sand springs (see below) if i couldn't go into TOHR?

I'm still afraid of being rejected by the gay community, i know that i shouldn't be, but somewhere inside i am. It's odd, but i feel undeserving, like i've done something terribly wrong. I know that it stems from me being in the closet for so long, and being as deep as i was in there. I knew that i was gay very young, and i hid it; and when asked directly i lied about my sexuality. I'm disappointed in myself. It might be a small part of me, but it is an important part; and i tried to deny and change it. Now that i do accept it, and i don't want to change, i keep remembering who i was. I guess I'm not quite done with the closet, i still need to accept that it's no longer an important part of me; that it's barely a part of me anymore; That i'm moving on.

Well lets get to what happened. I dove to Tulsa to pick up a new book, "Is it a choice: Answers to 300 for the most frequently asked questions about gay and lesbian people". I went through sand springs trying to see if i could find the high school, but it was getting dark and i decided i'd go in the morning. So i took the highway out of sand springs and ended up in downtown tulsa. I love downtown Tulsa, but i hate driving there. After navigating the one-way streets i found the road i needed to be on. Finally i arrived at the boarders on 21st street; i went to were the gay and lesbian section was. I picked up the book and checked out. After that i went to the casino, to see it's changes (side note: it's fabulous), then i started to head back into Tulsa. I took an exit back to 21st street and headed toward 41st street; where TOHR is located. I pulled into the little strip mall then drove around the parking lot which was shaped like an oval. I traveled around that oval once, then decided to just park. And before i knew it i was going in. There were a couple people in there, volunteers I'm guessing, they were just sitting around. There were a couple people, 3 i think, watching TV and one guy on a computer. Inside it looked like an office, because it doubles as an office i guess. There was quite a few books aligning the walls and separated by half a wall was the pride store. the store was just a couple tables, a couple shelfs on the wall and a display box. there were a couple things on the tables, but i was too nervous to take my time. So i rushed to the bumper stickers (what i was wanting) and picked out one; then as fast as i entered i was leaving, i bought a "Celebrate Diversity" bumper sticker and a HRC sticker (which was free, so i didn't actually buy it). as i was exiting it couldn't help to say 'fuck', i was that nervous and i was relived to be out of there. a problem though was that there were two people i didn't see getting out of their car to enter TOHR and they had to have heard me.

I sat in my car laughing at myself, thinking that there were in there taking about a crazy fag talking to himself. "man he was horny, he just walked out and said fuck. i didn't know if he was asking me or what!" but i felt good, real good. I don't know why, it doesn't make sense. i guessing that it was because i haven't done anything to progress in awhile, and this was something i wanted to do ever since i found out that there was a pride shop in oklahoma.

I guess the next thing i need to do is find more gay people to talk to face-to-face, i might have to ask my sister if she still knows the lesbian from depew; i just need to be in the presence of other gay people, and maybe the feeling that I'm being judged will fade.

2 Comments:

Blogger Star said...

Hi Brian.

Thanks for the comment on my blog, it is always nice to have new visitors.

Over time it will get easier. Unfortunately being closeted does take its toll, but rest assured that with your growth and life experience it will get better and you'll grow more and more comfortable. Living our truth is freeing, but it can also be overwhelming at times.

It is normal to be afraid of of rejection, especially when so many of us spend so much of our lives trying to pass as straight when we are in the closet. I hope that you find the gay community where you are welcoming and accepting. You deserve to be accepted and respected, don't settle for anything less!

Smiles,
Michelle

11/07/2004 7:56 AM  
Blogger Brian Smith said...

Thanks for a kick ass blog! I planned on adding it to my sidebar, but I’ve been at my sisters most of the time, and her computer is real slow. But I’m back home, so I’m going to add it later today.
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I know that it will get easier, it has gotten easier for me to wear something that identifies me as gay; I’m just going to have to get over the shock of it.

And overwhelming and freeing are both understatements, I remember when I was in my C++ class at TCC right after telling my teacher via email and seeing her reply; I literally shook. I shook so bad it thought that my teacher was going to ask what was wrong. But after talking to her face to face, I felt more then free, I felt unstoppable. Eh, I guess that was short lived, lol. But after exiting TOHR I felt basically the same way I did after talking to her.
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I’m very afraid of rejection, especially now; I feel like I’m caught in the middle of something. I no longer feel the need to be accepted by the people I once did, and I’m afraid that the people I want to be accepted by will reject me. No matter how much I tell me that it’s highly unlikely that I’ll be rejected by the gay community, it’s still a pit-of-my-gut feeling.

I’m guessing it’s like being the new kid in school, you don’t know anyone and everything is unfamiliar. (I never really thought of it that way until just now).
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Thanks for the comment

11/07/2004 1:53 PM  

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