If you’re reading this, you probably know me. And if you know me, you know that I have strong opinions, don’t hold my tongue, and am passionate about a number of things. You also probably know that family is everything, and mine is big, all sorts of crazy, and I love them dearly. I love corny jokes (thanks, Dad!), and crafty things (here’s to you, Mom!). I live with the love of my life and our two cats. I’m sure I sometimes drive her crazy with all of my little projects and crafts, but she supports me no matter what.
So, what’s the point of staring this blog, anyway? And what’s it going to be about?
Well, I’ve been thinking about starting a blog for a while now, but couldn’t decide on what it should be about. I figured the best way to find out would be to dive in and see where it takes me. So…
It won’t be a blog about decorating, or crafting, or fashion, or cooking, or organization. But I’ll talk about all those things, because I love them.
It’s not going to be all about politics – but on occasion I’ll talk politics. Because, after all, the political is the personal and the personal is political.
I’ll most likely write about social issues, things that bother me or that I wish I could change. I’ll probably highlight things that inspire me, or showcase the good in the world.
This won’t be a blog about gay rights issues, but I’ll touch on them to be sure – I’m gay and these issues affect my life daily.
I’m not going to post about our cats everyday, but expect to see them make an appearance when they do something insanely adorable or infuriating.
I might talk about a book I’ve read, or a movie I’ve seen, or a recipe I’ve tried.
We’ll see where it takes me, and I hope you’ll come along for the ride.
I've been thinking about my college friends a lot lately, and
reflecting on the fact that I haven't stayed as close with them since
graduation as I would have hoped. This has happened for a variety of
reasons: being spread out across the country, having different
schedules, different interests and priorities, and life getting in the
way. As a group, we have a much different dynamic than we did when we
were undergrads, all struggling with the same sort of problems and
dealing with the uncertainty of what the future would bring.
I have noticed however, that I seem to be the one that is the most
removed from the rest (with the possible exception of our
west-coaster). And then I realized that this is due, in large part, to
my own actions and inactions. I have allowed, and in some cases
forced, myself to become distant from these people who I once
considered my closest friends. I've wondered how I could have let this
happen, and then I had a break through.
Letting my friends go was, in effect, my final act of friendship
towards my best friend. Our friendship was complicated, frustrating,
and unhealthy; in order for me to grow and move forward with my life, had to let it go. It was a difficult decision to make, and I know that I didn't go about it in the best way, but it was necessary. I won't list all of the reasons or go into detail about why I had to end the friendship, but I think it was probably better for both of us in the end. In ending one friendship, I felt that I had to let the others slip as well. I felt that she needed their friendship more than I did.
I wanted to keep up relationships with my friends, of course, but felt that my want was less important than what I perceived to be her need. I have no illusions about being this wonderful, self-sacrificing person; I know that I'm not, but in this situation I did what I felt I needed to. I don't know if my other friends will understand this or forgive me my absence, but I can hope. I've taken the first steps recently to try to reconnect with them and it seems to be going well so far. if the need arises, I will do my best to explain my actions and my reasons for them. Now all I can do is hope for the best and work at rekindling the friendships that I let smolder for too long.