New Me

Okay, okay, after many requests I have updated the picture in my profile. Apparently the old one didn't do me justice. So anyway, here I am with my new picture in place. I'm feeling just a little nervous about how much it shows of my face, but what the hell.

The more I look at this picture, the more I recognize my mother's features in my face. Interesting. . . people have always said how much I look like my dad, and I do. But. . . my mom's definitely in that face too.

Hehehe, avoid the pain of the current situation by dwelling on small stuff. Always a worthy strategy, don't you think? Distraction.

I'm having lunch today with a friend upon whose shoulder I will cry so much she'll have to change shirts afterwards. Fortunately, she volunteered for duty and knows what she's getting into. She's one of a handful of people in real life with whom I've started to share my turmoils. Like my friend Freebird I'm starting to make a new circle of friends for this new life. Cool. . .

I can see that at some point in the future there is the possibility that Trueself will no longer blog anonymously, that someday I will be free to be me, that I will share with the world who I am and let the chips fall where they may. I dream of a world where I can be who I am and not care that some will despise me for it because I'll know that there will be some who will not. There will be some in my corner cheering me on for my bravery and honesty. Oops, there I go dreaming again. . .