Don’t let it fester

I heard someone say

“before I came out, I used to hear the stories of others coming out and I would admire the strength to accept yourself no matter what “

And my soul trembled…in fear?

I had thought and felt the same way before, about stories of people coming out.

I would admire their courage,

And I used to think it was because I hadn’t found something about myself that felt that TRUE.

But never had it occurred to me it can somehow mean a desire to come out.

I know people might think it’s obvious,

And if you read the words, it makes sense.

But for me, it caught me blindsided.

Is that true for me?

I don’t think so, but I owe it to myself to find out.

I don’t want to be a walking zombie anymore.

I’ll fan my fantasies and whims past my comfort zone, and find out their true nature.

If they remain in the shadows,

I won’t ever find out.

Worse yet, they’ll fester inside.