I've looked back in happiness at all I've been through and all my experiences. I'm recounting my experiences to break some stereotypes. I want people to know that being gay and finding love is possible. We meet the problems of everyday living and find ways to establish trust and love. I've met someone and am very happy to share something so wonderful.
This is the paragraph I used to describe my journal but it is rare that I speak of the person that I share my life with every day. So I thought it was time to let you in on a little bit about this person that is a big part of my life, and soon we will even be living together, as soon as we can figure a few things out, certain dates. But all in all we already do live together. I think I've only spent a couple days away from him or he me in many months. I write about many things in my journal, my thoughts, my dreams, but yet somehow I seem to leave out or not really leave out, but maybe not stress this person, and how much they mean to me. A friend told me today in an email how important it is for her to be very honest about the joy and love that she has with her partner. "It honors that love, teaches people that we are little different from them in our wants and needs (which is a HUGE concept for some). Well I have found that love and today is the day I thought I'd say it, in an entry. Mike means the world to me. I've been sick the last few days, and him being there for me while I was sick, to make sure I was taking my medicine when I needed too, or making me some water or 7-up, or just putting up with my whining. Today I was extra irratible. Everything just seemed to be coming in on me, and I just seemed to be pushing, Mike included. Maybe it has been fear that I don't talk about the one that I love, fear of judgement, fear of many things, I've made so many friends on here in J-land, and I guess I thought if I stayed away from my extreme close personal life I would be ok. Anyway. I have someone special, and I love looking into his eyes when he's smiling, sometimes I can even read his mind and tell what he's thinking when I'm looking at them. He always hugs me before I leave, or I hug him before I leave. I just wanted to say thank you Mike, for being in my life, and for all that you mean to me. And also wanted to say I'm sorry for being so irritable while I've been sick. It will get better. And remember it's not all about you, it's all about ME! Just kidding. I love you! Ok, now this means I can tell everyone on the internet about how clutter drives me crazy, and me picking my toes drives you crazy. Thanks for so many things, for being proud of me when I finished that last step of the Gate, and waiting there with the camera and taking pictures. Thanks for being you!