October 11 is National Coming Out Day. For years, I’ve made a joke of this on social media. “Hey, friends, guess what?” Or, “Surprise!” There’s a sort of forgetting when you’ve been “out” for nearly 2/3 of your life. But I have recently reawakened to a powerful truth. Coming out, even today, is risking your life. A few years ago, I was working in a summer program for high school students, and a boy came to class with his face bruised and swollen. An adolescent fight? No. Gay bashing by other young people? No. His father beat him because he was gay. His father . Other teenagers become homeless, hence the need for homeless shelters dedicated to the care of LGBTQIA+ youth. Drug addiction is rampant among LGBTQIA+ as a result of this violence, shame, and isolation. And last but most important, dozens of transwomen, gay men, and lesbians are maimed and murdered each year. In such an environment you may wonder, why come out? First, it is hard to be two people—to show one...
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I was getting the stuff out of the car after a shopping run when I came back out Harvey was sitting in the back seat with a look as to say I'm staying.I told him that he had to take that up with every one inside. Mrs G.came out to see whom I was talking to and she saw the same look and said untill we know hes safe to be around the other cats he goes into isolation.the next day we were at the vets and he gave Harvey his shots and said that he was healthy and able to join the rest of our babies.
Of course there was the usual squabling until Harvey learned who was boss.
Heidi
Back off my comfy chair, Neighbor Cat!
On the name front how about:
Mrs.Doyle?
Emily Dickatson?
Milli?
Miss you pet,
Heidi (the wombat)