·Day 20 - Maureen or Joanne? (Or your favorite LGBTQ show or queer-positive show).
For me, it started with Queer As Folk. My peers and I huddled around Showtime on Sunday nights to watch the boys of Babylon (and the token lesbian couple). It will always be the show the was “our show” those first few years.
· Day 8 - What do you think the closet or being closeted means to you?
You remember when you were little and you would hide under the covers because of the monsters in the closet? Well, eventually your childhood demons expose themselves and you realize that they stayed in your closet because no one else was ready for them and your fear was some form of needed affection.
Being in the closet is like being one of those monsters. When the light comes on and everything is revealed, there is little to be scared of except larger-than-life assumptions and fabricated stories. There is comfort in staying in the closet, though. There you can be larger-than-life and feel you control the authorship of your own story when reality makes you smaller-than-anyone.
Closets are for clothes. – But sometimes playing make believe braces you for bleak “Kansas” of reality.
· Day 4 - The first person you came out to and that story.
I don’t remember. Seriously.
I laid “hints” for people with the hope they would ask me. I remember my college literature and theory professor and the look she gave me when she started to suspect things. (It was VERY supportive and she is still one of my greatest allies.) Then again, I arrived to class for a month reading Rubyfruit Jungle, Oranges Are Not The Only Fruit, Alma Mater, Well of Lonliness and Fried Green Tomatoes at the Whistle Stop Café. (All of these back to back to back.)
And I joke with my friends that the guy at blockbuster knew.
The first person in my college town I remember telling was a girl I started college with. She had discussed some experimenting she did and how it wasn’t for her and I responded with something to the likes of, “well, it might be for me.”