Today, my mother and I were talking about my job opportunity in Pittsburgh, and she told me that I might as well take classes while I am working as a CNA because they are always looking for male nurses. And she didn't think twice about saying that, with no tone of awkwardness in her voice.
Out of the many truly spectacular comments I got at nationals, one of my favorites was this: "You could enter a real boy pageant. And win. Everything about you just reads nothing but 'man.'"
Another was "I have NEVER seen anything like that before. Please keep doing what you are doing."
Even though I feel like I am not ready at all to move and that I will miss everyone and won't be able to handle it, I may be going back to Pittsburgh very, very soon. An opportunity has come my way, and I am not afraid. I know I can handle this. I handled nationals when I thought I could not. And I know I can handle this. This thing called my life.
There are SO MANY things to do.
DC pride? Big drag king beach tour? Judging pageants now?
Grad school?
The best response ever to my request for a letter of recommendation: "Boom!! That's fucking awesome!"
I think things are starting to align. And the only thing that had to change was my confidence level. Everything may be exactly the same, but it all feels new and different.
I might actually be looking forward to some part of my life and not feeling overwhelmed.
This is going to be a great summer. FINALLY.
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