Rainbows

Today is National Coming Out Day.

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Why do I only use pronouns and direct address? Why not names? It's not like people don't know.

So. Things are cleared. At least, my conscience is. I've apologized for my immaturity and I don't plan on exhibiting it again any time soon. 

On that note, well. With her, things are very... careful. Very careful. Not uncomfortable, not polite in order to avoid being rude, and not obviously guarded. Just very careful.

I like John Denver quite a bit. That man knew what's up. 

I am so incredibly lucky to be here. I am surrounded by the most wonderful human beings I could have asked for. I have support from people I hardly know. My family... honestly, my family doesn't give a damn how I identify myself. They just love me. There's no special support from them in this specific situation, but there is a continuation of how things have always been. Nothing has changed, and that's just fantastic. 

I love singing. 

I decided, right now, this minute, that tomorrow will be a good day. A normal day. No bullshit whatsoever.

 

Sunshine almost always makes me high.

P.S. Happy birthday mom!