Just Like Everybody Else Does

Sigh, there was a girl I liked. She liked me too. We clicked and had potential. But she wanted me to be 100% out, and it's not a wise option for me at this point. She made it an ultimatum, so now she's gone. I feel endless rage at the fact that hiding has to be a survival tactic.

I sorta feel like Season 1 David in Six Feet Under. She definitely is like Keith about her orientation: she's blunt and makes no apologies. I respect that, but it's a very black-or-white view to just expect someone to leap out of the closet all at once. I do see where she's coming from though.

I try to keep this blog somewhat entertaining and interesting (and not too personal), but I don't have the energy for that at the moment. Perhaps in a day or two.