Well, so I'm out. All these folk I work with and for. The silence is a little eerie. I'm feeling a cold shoulder here and there, and I know some folk are avoiding me. Not cruelly, but probably necessarily, for them.
For years, I've been plowing through this stuff. For them (many of them, anyway) it is very new. New information about me. Different to face some one well known to them and realize, "Oh. He's gay!" How are they re-playing our history together, re-interpreting things, actions, words. Are folk putting a different nuance onto everything they've known about me?
Probably. I hope they'll get over it. I have no control over it anyway. So might as well let it be.
My journey to come out - all the way - has been a very spiritual one. Entering into a place of radical trust. I want to remember where I've been so I can recall where I'm going.
Ugh. So serious. Well, I'm over all the snow we've had (and may yet have). Where is Spring? I need some warmer climes (or something . . . .). At least friend N. is coming from Europe later this month. That will bring some sunshine.
Cheers, for now.