I usually spend a lot of time fretting over what to post. Tonight I didn’t. My thoughts today, without editing: Be strong. You’re not alone. You’re not wrong. You’re right.
I read your comments and what you email me: I’m with you. I know this stuff ain’t easy, at least until you get it all out in the open. It’s hard to feel all alone within yourself, and this stuff is hard to talk about. BUT LISTEN: it’s OKAY to let it out to the person you love. Visualize yourself saying the words. Let it go. Your life is a one shot deal. In retrospect, it’s actually much easier than you think. It’s only about love, after all.
You know what? You, reading this, you, afraid and ashamed: I was/am you.
Listen: this isn’t not about form: it’s not about outfits, or roles, or dungeons, or scripts, it’s not about let’s pretend. It’s the opposite. It’s about let’s not pretend. It’s about substance, it’s about truth, it’s about who you are when you go to bed. Going to bed is about two people, two human beings together in the quiet and the dark, sheltering each other from the indifference that’s crouched right outside the bedroom door. If who you are in bed is about pretending or make-believe, something’s really wrong.
Now can be the time to acknowledge how much else in your sense of self is really just make-believe or pretend. And let it go. Say it.
I can let that go.
GOOD. Try to give yourself over to who you are.
You’ll be HAPPY.
All off the cuff. You dig? Everybody okay?