I'm well aware of how it aches, but you still won't let me in

[phrasemuffin]

Placebo is just depressing enough for me to adore them, but not so depressing that it's completely infectious. Which makes them all the more grand.

To serious matters: I'm starting to wonder how many times I'm going to have to come out. And to people I've denied it to (mainly because I was denying it to myself, but also because it was an all male environment and I saw how the resident gay was treated. Not exactly an objective case, though, what with his antics and all...). School people are starting to add me on MySpace (well, two so far, but with more, the chances increase of more and more; it's exponential potential :P), and I'm not going back in the closet for them. I don't like feeling like I'm going to be judged all over again. I'm a uni student now, for crying out loud. That's supposed to mean near-universal acceptance by peers. I read it on the internet! It must be true.

Anyway, my point is that I don't want to add them, but I don't want to not add them just because they'll find out I'm gay.

Dammit; now I have to add them :(

Comments

[highlyeccentric.livejournal.com]

Adopt an air of superiority. Pretend you're not still coming out in stages to various people. They only need to know that you're a university student and supremely cool, who happens to be chirpily and publically gay. And then they will go *HAH! I knew it in year eight!* and whatever, but that will either be a
- reaction to feeling inferior because you didn't find them supremely cool enough to tell, in which case just smirk and ignore them.
or
- from the occaisional perceptive or nice person, who will be like "i knew and i didn't care", and them you should smile at and be nice to.

[highlyeccentric.livejournal.com]

having said that, if anyone from school ever finds my LJ or Facebook i will shoot them...