National Coming Out Day

Twenty years ago, I went to an off-campus party to hang out with some friends. We played music and had a few beers and then, as the night wound down, one of my friends leaned over and kissed another woman with tongue. This weird feeling came over me and I packed up my guitar and stumbled out the door. As I walked across campus, I tried to figure out what I was feeling and my internal dialogue went something like this:

Am I surprised? No, I knew she was a lesbian. Am I disgusted? No! I've seen woman kiss lots of times. I need to figure this out because I like her so much. I want to be her best friend and spend every waking moment with her. I want to watch her sip tea and study - I don't even care what we do. I just always feel so happy when I'm with her and she is so smart and funny and she has such pretty hair and I really like the way she dresses and I love that necklace she wears all the time, love the way it looks against her skin when she wears that low cut shirt and OH MY GOD! I'm jealous!

That's right, folks - I wanted my friend to kiss me. I eventually realized that it wasn't really about my friend and I came out for the first time - to myself.

Coming out is not a singular event. We don't hold a press conference and announce we are gay and then pose for photographs by a celebratory cake before retiring to Arizona to drink Mai Tai's by the pool as Lady Gaga blares through a loud speaker 24/7. Coming out is something we do over and over again every single day. We come out to our friends and families. We come out to co-workers and health care providers and the people who do our taxes. We come out to our kids' teachers and other parents. We come out explicitly and intentionally and each time we do we take a risk. Sometimes, we risk having our feelings hurt. Sometimes, we risk our lives.

Anti-gay bullying and violence, Don't Ask Don't Tell, suicide, legislative discrimination, civil rights being put to popular vote...make no mistake - the GLBT community is under assault. I've heard people say that if all GLBT people came out then people would realize our numbers and discimination and bigotry would come to an end. That might be true. I know for a fact, however, that if every GLBT ally came out and stood with us that we would outnumber the bigots. So, in honor of National Coming Out Day, I challenge all of you to come out as allies.  Come out to your families and friends and co-workers and neighbors and the cashier at the grocery store as someone who supports equality for all. Be explicit and intentional. Take the risk that many of us take every single day simply by living our lives in truth. Come out, come out wherever you are! If you do, I'll buy you a Mai Tai.

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Out in America

Hey y'all - I know I owe you a real blog post and I'm working on that. Yep, I'm working on something super magical or extremely mediocre - you never know. While you wait, I want to let you know about an upcoming PBS documentary called "Out in America". The producers are looking for latina and asian lesbians who are parents to school-aged children and are willing to be interviewed for the program. They just want people to talk about their personal experiences with coming out, falling in love, parenthood, discrimination and life.

Pass this on to as many people as possible and have people get in touch with me via e-mail at vikki@uppoppedafox.com and I will pass on the details and contact information for the producer. Spread the word and do it quickly - they want to talk to people in the next couple of days!

Go! Go! Go!

Happy Pride

I had several posts in mind this week and then...never wrote them. We are once again sleep-deprived here at the Casa de Up Popped A Fox. Heat...humidity...and now - Zeca has bronchitis. I know that she is contracting all these illnesses because, after winter was over, I said, "The kids were quite healthy this winter!"  Keeping your kids healthy requires isolation, wet wipes and keeping your mouth shut so as not to tempt the Fates. That last thing has never been my strong suit so I know that I have brought this on us. There is nothing to do now but endure and make sure that I make no comments about the health of anyone in this house. Zip. I'm keeping my trap shut. I didn't want to think I was disappearing once again so consider this little post a placeholder. I'll be back next week. Right now, I have to go find some coffee so that I can stay awake until Luisa gets home. I could really use those mini-whites right now but, alas, I don't have any so coffee it shall be.

This is also Pride Weekend and we aren't going this year, first time we've skipped it ever. I explained a bit about my reasons in my most recent post for Grace the Spot which you can read here.

Happy Pride to y'all and I'll be back next week!