An Older Piece – “Yeah, I have a….boy..friend.”

I don’t know what to say when people inquire about my love life. Example: Today at work, my coworker Samantha starts talking to me about boys, and then asks me if I’m in a relationship. I say yes, and then she starts asking about my “boyfriend.” I don’t know how to tell her that I actually have a girlfriend, so I humor her and say that our relationship is really great, blah blah blah. She then goes on to tell me about the type of guy she usually goes for, and then asks me about my type. I go on to tell her that I like guys with swimmers’ builds, pretty eyes, brown hair, and money. The whole time, I feel like I’m fronting; I feel like I really should have said, “Well, I have a girlfriend.” This sort of thing has happened 3 times today, and that’s why it’s on my mind. While working at the coffeeshop today, I saw my co-worker Laura talking to a guy whom she seemed to be really friendly with.
“Is that your boyfriend,” I ask.
“Yeah,” she smiles. “I don’t mean to be a stalker or anything, but I saw on Facebook that you’re in a relationship now.”
“Oh, yeah.”
“So you have a boyfriend? That’s cool.”
“…Yeah.”

 

Out and Proud…and Happy

I had a dream that a group of people and I were evacuating some building because there was some sort of shooting going on. And then all of a sudden, someone pointed at someone in an accusatory manner and said, “Lesbian,” in a demeaning tone. And the girl who was pointed at just raised her head, smiled, and brushed it off in a good-natured way by saying, “Yep, that’s me!” And then I jumped into her arms, and she held me super close, smiling, and it was the best feeling in the world.