Friend of the blog Gerty-Z (who you might remember from the fruitcake incident) has written a fascinating post about her path toward realizing and accepting her sexuality.
I refer to this post as “fascinating” although certainly other words could be used to describe it – thoughful, beautiful, inspirational, etc. But fascinating because I am truly fascinated in the anatomy of this process. Gerty writes:
I think that us LGBTQ* folks are good at telling our coming out stories. These are awesome, empowering stories. And I love to hear them. But it is harder (at least for me) to talk about how destructive it was for me during that period when I tried so hard to fit in.
I completely get the strength and support that members of the gay community get from each other in these stories, and Gerty certainly talks about that. But, the part that I find uncomfortably interesting is the need for these stories that straight folks seem to have. Specifically this part:
IME, when you are openly queer, someone will inevitably ask “when you knew”. I’ve struggled with this question.
This leaves me pondering today. I wonder how many straight folks have ever asked “when they knew”? Sometimes I wonder if straight folk are interested in this question because they are afraid they might have some hidden gayness in them that will suddenly appear and make them long to wear leather and march in a parade…
But, I digress. Go read Gerty’s post because, really, it’s one of the best things on the internet today.