#self-shame

This is sort of a self-shaming post to see what I can spur myself into doing here in June.

I do have a load of young strawberry plants in there sweetening up my cereal each morning, and I have a handful of surviving broccoli plants, leeks and lettuce down the far end.

I’m always amazed and sad at how self-shame for being gay is still very much a thing, even for people who have been out for a long time. Sure, there are people who like their privacy and I can understand that. But, for instance, I have a colleague who’s gay and has been married to his husband for 11 years and everyone just found out he’s gay, cause he would refer to his husband as “this person”. And his excuse was that he’s just very private even tho he’s not in the closet. I don’t see straight people hide their spouses, no matter how private they are. 

I feel shitty because dad is only semi-mobile and Sid has their baby to wrangle. There's literally only one thing I had to do and I can't even manage that.

Me @ me: 1. You don't have enough spoons for this and you know it. 2. You are already working on a gift for someone.

3. You barely know how to draw. 4. Ref sheets for your 50+ OCs take priority over that. 5. You still need to figure out firealpaca. 6. You-