Time to Come Out Again...
It's funny how every time you meet another person, it's a question of coming out all over again. Every new person I meet brings up the question of how much I can tell them.
Tonight, I'm babysitting for a single father for the first time. We met yesterday and did a runthrough of their normal betime routine so that I'd know what to expect. Once again, as he starts to ask friendly questions about where I'm living and what kind of things I do for fun, I wonder what to disclose.
For example - we're both vegetarian and he asked me if I'd ever read anything by Gandhi. I told him I was very involved with the teachings of Gandhi and Martin Luther King, Jr. and then I remembered. It's hard to know how much to tell a person and whether or not it's necessary to avoid the truth.
I'm not sure how he'd take it. He's seems pretty liberal and accepting, but also very religious, so I'm not sure what he'd think. I also have to keep in mind that I'm watching his young daughter and people sometimes think weird things about the GLBT community and children. I'm just going to let things play out and I'm planning to just tell the truth when and if it comes up, but it got me thinking about all this and how you come out over and over and over again all throughout life.
No government has the right to tell its citizens when or whom to love. The only queer people are those who don't love anybody.
- Rita Mae Brown