i was talking the other day about how being gay is pretty frictionless for me these days, generally comfortable and easy, and I don't know why I'm so compelled to write about being gay and being in a place that's hostile to those of us who aren't straight

and my wife asked me point-blank "what name to you use at work"

the name i use at work is not the same one i use with my friends, folks

that's not a thing i think about every day.  it's just how it is.  a battle i didn't want to fight.  a thing -- hah -- that i don't feel comfortable dragging myself through in public.  not at work.  nope.

so that's revealing, i suppose






sorry for not posting/responding to comments for a while, i have a deadline that's killing me and a fanfiction that is EATING MY BRAIN so i haven't been in the headspace for bloggin'.  i'm wondering if i can use light grey text to give myself back some whisperspace?  i don't know if it'll work, we'll see.  i miss tags.