You probably knew this already....

I've been busy blogger friends, that's why you've not heard from me over the weekend, busy having fun. There's been a realisation and a very distinct change in me, it's been a change for the better. My parents now know I'm gay and despite it not changing anything in most respects, it's changed everything in others. 

I'm not living a lie anymore, everyone in my life that needs to know I'm gay now knows. I've well and truly walked out of the shadows and into the sunshine; it's the most wonderful feeling in the world. I've been changing of late anyway - I know I have; but now I think I've come full circle, it's been a strange journey, strange but natural; and I feel the most natural now. I am so happy just being myself now, I have nothing left to prove to anyone, I have no need to be over the top and no need to be extravagant because of it. If I am extrovert these days it's because I want to be and not because I feel I have to be, whatever and wherever the mood takes me is fine with me. 

People may continue to ask questions, ask too much of me and be disrespectful but I feel much more better equipped to deal with it now. I appreciate that's a bold statement for me to make but right here and right now it feels so true. Most people do not mean harm anyway and sometimes I've been less than fragile; but, I guess people within my life will always want to know what's going on to some extent, it's just human nature. 

Anyway I woke up this morning with a sore head to match my bottom - it must have been a good night. I've also got a bad back, yes I've no idea either, well maybe I have......... But barring the over-share it was a good night; I was so cool and so laid back, as I said earlier I had no desire to be anything but myself. No drunken pranks nor shameful antics just two guys out for a few beers and spending some time together - I so love life when it is presented in such a simple manner; there is a great deal to love about simplicity, to see the world broken down into its' fundamental parts. 

I suffered some homophobic abuse last night from a bunch of scallies; the first time ever, it was kind of sweet actually. There were four of them and the one with the mouth shouted and asked me if I wanted to be his girlfriend, which brought much amusement to his mates. To be honest it brought a smile to my face too, I found it kind of funny; I'm not entirely sure if it was homophobia because it wasn't exactly nasty. Anyway, I asked him for his phone number which brought more amusement to all parties concerned; and it all ended amicably, everyone lived to tell the tale. It's a shame he wasn't forthcoming with the telephone number - he was kind of cute! 

The moral of this tale? Well, dear readers, despite the many changes in my life somethings will always remain the same - a cute guy and a cheeky grin makes me hopeless. But you probably knew this already, right?