Happy (belated) anniversary, little blog
It’s been a year (ish (so I’m not very prompt, so what)) since I decided to share my truth (albeit in a semi-secretive way) with anyone who might stumble across this blog. Many stumblers have in fact stumbled here – WordPress tells me so – though only one has been brave enough to post comments (and this is probably an appropriate time to give a shout out to my Official Blog Commenter: Cheers to you, Blair! *waves*). A couple of other people have divulged in slightly sheepish tones that they found the link on Facebook. I don’t actually know if people are more embarrassed at the prospect of having to talk about sexuality, or afraid that I’ll call them out for creeping my profile. Don’t worry, people! I creep your profiles too!
Anyway, I’ve come a long way in the last year. I’ve mostly stopped worrying what people will think. I’ve put myself out there. Although I’m still getting used to holding my girlfriend’s hand in public, I’m feeling more confident and open every day. And although I probably still blush a bit when I introduce her to people, I’m kind of enjoying the ambiguity that happens where I’m wondering if people are wondering if I mean girlfriend when I say “girlfriend” (as opposed to girl (pause) friend). Not knowing who has visited this blog and who hasn’t lends a whole other facet to the experience, too. This is what it’s like to live and breathe in the grey area.