Words from a time capsule.
The following was written in one of my many journals I had when I first came out of the closet and so on throughout my life. I was sitting in a café near The Orpheum Theatre in Omaha, NE. I was with my friend, Jen, a lesbian who invited me to an open mic night at Stage Right, which has since closed down. I was motivated to write something and read it right then and there. So I did. This is what I came up with...
Thursday, February 20, 2003
"There are a lot of depressed people out there and I used to be one of them. Once I thought I'd never be accepted. I grew up. I'd walk down the street over-hearing others talking about me and wonder why? Before, I used to take the long route home so my Mother never saw my tears. Now, I take the short cuts so she could see my smiles. Once I thought all that mattered was fitting in. I grew up. What keeps me going today is knowing that I could possibly make a difference. Last week my brother hugged me so tight and said "I love you no matter what and I'm proud of you". He cried. I waited until I got home, then it was my turn to cry. I cried tears of happiness. Like I said, I grew up, I just wish everyone else would."
Me
December 2002
NYC - My Coming Out Vacation
Set of Sesame Street
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