Unless the frustration of finding out your self, and then repressing it, is so traumatic that you don't make it back next - or any - year. That is fucking sad. Any time you hide who you are, you kill a little bit of yourself.Trishntek wrote:Coming out of the closet at Burning Man and finding your element on the Playa can change one's life.tiredofbeingnice wrote:It is enlivening to see such argument.
I have a question though... Once you come out of the closet.... can you go back in?
But if there is any way to go back in, it would be upon the return to defaultia and putting your true self away until next year.
I did that for years, being in a str8 relationship... knowing I was a lez-been, with slight bisexual tendancies, but forcing myself to be someone I was not (Ms. Polly Anna Heterobread Housewife), to fit into the "angry masculiocentric culture" of my employer, and watching other gay women get discriminated against or worse.
Shedding, no, shitcanning the bullshit was prolly what saved my sanity AND my life.
