Out and About

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Two years ago I had no idea that there was a National Coming Out Day. Then once I discovered its existence I just assumed it was one of those made up holidays on par with “National Boyfriend Day,” “National Catfish Day,” and “National Rick Ross’ Right Titty Lovers Day.” The right because that’s where the extra meat is.

Anyway, I started writing something for the occasion only to stop as I became fearful that I was going to offer too much and dive too deep into feelings that probably needed to be kept private. I’ve been doing that once again with another oft-delayed entry. I got over those worries and ultimately finished the post. It didn’t take long for me to feel better about that choice. I’m sure that’ll happen for that other piece I’ve purposely put to the side, too.

I can be so self-critical and now more than I ever have I wondered if I’m making any real contributions. Part of that comes with the frustration surrounding some of the things I’m currently doing for the bills. As I was trying to illustrate with that coming out post then, I know I’m capable of more. Still working on ways to prove it.

That said, if you didn’t read it before, you can check out “Accepting Where My Piece Blows” by clicking here.

Or read it again. Whichever. And of course, look around elsewhere.

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