Self-worth takes work. It’s not something I often think of because I was luckily blessed, from the start, to have a relatively safe amount of self-confidence: not too much, not too little. Insecurity is a momentary thing for me, not a state of being. But when it comes to dating, online dating, wow…it’s hard.
This is a post I don’t want to write. But, I need to because it’s a truth, a raw one, that needs to be spoken. And I won’t be accused of holding back or hiding; I’m too old for that sort of thing and the world is too big for small-living. I must preface, however, … Continue reading
She gives me sweaty palms. I met her, randomly, at a party
Lots of little girls dream of growing up to be princesses or brides, of meeting their prince or future husband, getting married, having kids—you know, the whole story, the happily ever after. I don’t remember my dreams from when I was a kid; those have been lost to the past and I’m perfectly fine with … Continue reading
We should stop calling them closets and start calling them what they truly are: coffins.
I’ve made a space for you beside me Rest your weary arms Leave your heavy heart It’s safe right here next to me
Come here, baby Hook those legs over my shoulders
Shy paper origami cranes Sprinkled out of the sky
Ladies, you had better close those legs Hide it It is nobody’s business What your business is
I have never dated a guy. This is not from a lack of wanting—will explain that later—but, well, I’m gay. That is mostly synonymous with, oh, not dating guys! Still, that doesn’t mean that I dislike men. I do like them.