Yes, I'm afraid of opening myself up. But what's hardest to explain about this is I'm not even aware I'm being this way until my friends bring it to my attention. And when they say these things I'm like, "What? What are you talking about? What do you mean I don't open myself up? What do you mean you can't get through to me? You're talking to me
now, aren't you?" <--- my usual defensiveness.
I wouldn't even be addressing this had it not been for them saying something to me about it. And dammit, off and on all of my life, I've heard this crap. Not just from my friends now, but from family and friends in the past. Even my sister is always getting on me about how defensive I am and how "protective" I am of myself. Well so what? So I'm protective. What do you want from me, my blood?
My brother's the only one that would sit with me and say, "Chris, just be you. And if people don't feel it's good enough, that's tough shit."
Was he helping me by saying that? Or just making the situation worse? I don't know.
As for whether or not I'm happy - no, I'm not happy to where I'm bouncing off walls and smiling all the time (that's another thing I've heard all my life - "Smile! You need to smile more!") and singing
The Hills Are Alive on a sunny day... but I'm happier now that I
used to be. I was a miserable little bastard for many years, you have no idea. How anyone could even stand to be in my presence was beyond me. But now I'm much more pleasant and in good moods for the most part and I love people and I love life (okay, to an extent - I don't think life is freakin fantastic, but I have no desire to go off myself, either) and I WANT to be happy. I LIKE being happy.
I think my most miserable time was, of course, like many of you, before I came out. Half the time I didn't know whether to scratch my watch or wind my butt (great quote from Steel Magnolias, lol) because I was so damned confused about myself. I'd sit around thinking
my gawd, what the hell's wrong with me? Why am I like this? Why aren't I normal? Why can't I be like everyone else? And how the hell do I handle it? Where do I go from here? What do I do now? Who the hell do I talk to? Who will understand?
As I'm sure you can all identify very well with those feelings.
So what I mean is, especially now that everyone knows I'm gay and knows about the kind of life I need and yada yada yada, it's time now to start coming out of my shell a little bit. But honestly? I'm not sure I want to do that completely. I mean, doesn't everyone need a little bit of protection?
I love you guys, I really do. You've all been so understanding and I appreciate you listening to me and letting me dump on ya. And all of you have made wonderful points.
Thank you so much.
P.S. to Jack - Go Blue!
