Why Blog?

I'm writing this blog to practice being open about my reality. I really like to make people happy. I don't want to pacify them or get them to ignore me; it makes me happy when I make other people happy (to a reasonable degree). But my love for my woman doesn't make everyone happy. It makes a lot of people uncomfortable. I love her too much to worry about their happiness, though, and that's quite a change in mental processes for me. So I blog to practice being honest about our relationship, especially to my family. Benjamin Moburg has given me a lot of encouragement about this, and I enjoy his blog quite a bit.

Falling In Love Again

Darling, you are beautiful. Last Thursday I was reminded again of why I love you. Every time we kiss is a reminder, but last Thursday was extraordinary. Your favorite band played, and you put a lot of effort into getting to that show. You sang every word and pumped your delicate fist with such passion, my heart melted. The music was fantastic, and I was swept away again by your mysterie. You're beautiful and fascinating. You like the strangest things, and I love you because of it. I want to crawl inside your soul and understand why, but I know if I do it would destroy the reason. So I simply admire and adore, yearning for I don't know what and not really sure I want to find it anyway. Then you kiss me, and your firm, perfect lips put something tangible within reach, and I hold on for dear life, hoping this isn't a dream and I never wake up. I don't understand how someone so beautiful could ever experience such pain, but people have said the same about me and I know how frustrating it is to be misunderstood like that. I pray that my influence on you is a positive one. I want nothing but the best for you, babe, and strive to be the best for you so I can be selfishly altruistic in this desire.

Where To Start?

I'd written a beautiful little blog on a different site, but it got deleted and I lost all that writing :-( But here I am, starting again!

3-25-13

So yesterday I gave a letter to my parents informing them of my attraction to women and that I was dating Nicki. Today I spent a lot of time texting and talking with them about talking about it. Dad thinks he knows why and is trying to find reasons to blame himself. That’s kinda irritating-this is my deal, not necessarily his.

I feel like I’m having post-partum depression. I kept this secret inside and nurtured it for so long. Now that it’s in the open (for my parents at least), I feel empty, almost. Like I have to find a new identity as an “out” lesbian. But I don’t want to be known as “the Lesbian” or anything like that. I just happen to be desperately in love with Nicki.

After 17 months together and spending two days constantly in each other’s presence, we still text desperately when we’re apart :-P I love that.

3-24-13

Well, I gave that letter to my parents today. Turns out they already knew…it’s hard to process. 

3-22-13

I’m writing a letter to my parents. It’s really hard to write, because I don’t think they’ll want to read it and it’s about me. I went to a psychologist earlier this week and learned that I don’t have the language to talk about me, so putting me in this letter is really hard.

I also just found out that my secret blog got deleted…ugh. Pretty sure I just lost a lot of heartfelt writing. Shoulda backed it up…didn’t want to get caught, I guess.