The Great Neverending Saga of Sapphism

But now the company holiday party is upon us.

And I’ve been lying about the girlfriend.

Reasonable: “just say she couldn’t make it!”

Well… since a thread blew up on twitter about me being a lesbian I thought I’d officially just reintroduce myself to those of you who don’t know. My name’s Becky. I created this blog when I was 13 with the help of a few girls. Honestly, it was a joke that kind of blew up. Somehow I brought joy to girls and boys all across the world (”justgirlythings” but literally any man or woman could laugh/relate to this blog) and that’s all I really could’ve asked for when creating this. The above picture is me and my fiancée Chelsi. 

picture moving in together, the thrill when you get your keys and the excitement you both feel when you walk in for the first time and know you’re walking into YOUR appartment.

going furniture shopping, arguing over which colour scheme would look best in your bedroom and which sofa you should buy.

(she wants the ugly one, she says it has ‘character’. you think it’s just ugly, but the light in her eyes when you agree to buy it means more than getting a nice couch.)

baking muffins and cakes together, not without getting flour all over both of you, and going door to door greeting your neighbours, “hi, me and my girlfriend just moved in to the flat downstairs,” and they respond with smiles and offers for tea and biscuits, or showing you around, “look out for mary in the bottom flat, she’ll try to set you up with her grandson!”

(granted, mary next door tries to set you up with her grandson, but once you introduce her to your girl, she loudly says that she wouldn’t want to break up such sweethearts. she’s lovely really, promises to make you both sweaters.)

picture going on holidays together and not having to part ways when you come back. shaking the sand out of your clothes, hanging up all the magnets and postcards all over your tiny kitchen, laughing and kissing all the freckles on her face brought out by the sun.

• 6 years ago, my mom & I both cried as I told her I was dating a woman, a coming out confession long overdue

• tonight, my son & I are having a dance party while my wife hums along in the kitchen cooking us dinner

Actually no it’s because a straight family member used the term like “oh I have really great gaydar” and it made me feel really gross and it took me like a full hour to realize why. When heterosexual people say that, it feels like they’re bragging about their ability to clock us, you know? like a straight person is telling me that they can spot us queers at 50 paces and i’m immediately going to be uncomfortable with that, whereas when other queer folks talk about being able to spot each other it’s a tool for survival. 

Like here’s the thing right? being able to tell is important sometimes. Here’s an example: 

A couple summers ago I was in a very very small town in Nova Scotia, Canada (like 6 buildings small) and I met a woman in the library who was probably a little older than my actual mother. She was there most days using the wifi because she lived across the street in an apartment without internet. We sat at the same table a few times and spoke briefly about life in passing and after a few of these not-talking-about-gay-stuff convos I was pretty sure she was a part of the lgbtq community and I slipped in a casual pronoun re: an ex and she just looked at me, stopped completely and said “oh thank fuck, I thought so.” and instantly started talking about her girlfriend, it was like this huge wave of relief washed over both of us because we were in a small rural town and both hovering in this really queer space and unable to talk about it. Anyway she was really rad and took me to the closest big town to buy me a tim hortons coffee because she found it reprehensible that I had been in canada for more than 3 weeks already and hadn’t ever had it. Almost instantly it was like “oh okay we have this thing in common that other people may not be cool with but we can actually exist and not hide shit without the fear of violence or anger”

- their skin glows, and sometimes there’s glitter!

- they share their favorite songs with you!

- sometimes you see a girl and she’s so beautiful you can’t believe she’s real!

- they always smell nice! whether it’s their shampoo, lip gloss, body lotion or perfume!

- when they hug you everything is okay again!

- when the sunlight shines on their hair and eyes and they look like angels!

- they paint each other’s nails! they send each other heartfelt gifts! they compliment each other!

- girls can pull off any style! dresses, suits, flannel, bomber jackets… all pretty!

- when they sing or hum along to the radio!

- they blush easily!

- they look great with both short and long hair, and with any hair color! 

- when you need help they’re always there!

- being with them, even though you’re both doing nothing, makes your day!

- spending time with them is so healing!

- they make other girls feel amazing about their body and talents despite having their own insecurities!

- rosy cheeks! pretty eyes! soft hair! marshmallow heart!

- they are so strong! they stand up for themselves! they protect each other! they fight for what they believe in!

- they give you confidence! they help you overcome your fears! they are a role model to you!

- very generous when sharing their food with you!

- their smiles are so sweet! their laughs make your heart melt!