Hi everybody. I know it's been forever since I was actually active on theO other than stalking my backroom, but I just wanted to drop in and give a quick update.
I finally scheduled an appointment at my campus therapist's office, and one of the things I mentioned on the paperwork is that I'm genderqueer and not-straight. I made the decision to fill the forms out that way, because I want to get counseling on how to come out to my parents. I decided that it's time to do so, not just because I can't stand living a lie all the time, but because I want them to understand why I've been almost constantly defending LGBT rights at the dinner table for the past two years.
I also found out that my anxiety issues are, for lack of a better term, passed down genetically through the women in my family. My mother told me that her mom, and her mom's mom, had generalized anxiety disorder, depression, OCD, or a combo of the three, and that it basically got passed down to me. Which would have been nice to know when I was a child, but hey, you live with what you get.
So yeah, I'm finally working to overcome the crap that I've dealt with for the past decade, which is good for me. It took a lot of courage, but less than I thought I would need, to not only admit to there being a problem, but to want--and actually follow through--with overcoming it.
Sage advice from my mother: "Don't wait to get help. It's something you'll wish you did sooner."
-Elricz
