How many of these am I gonna do?

Okay, cyber world, and all you out there viewing this (by the way, feel free to say hello! I usually don't bite til well after my first cup of coffee, and even then, tis just a flesh wound love!), I have a bit of updates to throw out. Now that the next of kin has been notified. Now that my closest of friends are in the circle of trust. Now, now, now.....


I'm gay. As in, a lesbian. Mike and I are separating. Because I'm gay. Phew. Okay, they say admitting it is the first step.  Of course, this has been a long time in coming. Eleven years of marriage has taught us a lot, has taught me a lot, and in a lot of ways, has made it possible for me to be honest with myself and the people I hold dearest. So, we are making an amiable split. I'll continue living in Yakima, near my boys, but we're giving each other permission to move on. It's a lot harder doing than saying, but this is what is happening next. I understand you're all gonna have your different reactions to this, but I'd hope that most of you know I'm not the sort of person to make decisions lightly. A least, not these kind of decisions that affect my family the way this decision will. Of course, I have no say over anyone's response to this, your opinions or beliefs regarding what's happening. I guess I only post this because I can no longer justify hiding  or pretending. This is my life, and for whatever reason, you are reading about it. Yeah!



To segue way, has anyone met anyone who felt the need to tell you they were straight? Just wondering.