danniUK
12-14-2024, 04:06 PM
It's been a year of coming out for me!
Earlier in the year I had a weekend away with my 3 closest friends and had originally planned to come out to all of them. After some sage advice from the other ladies on this forum I didn't, but did come out to one of them (after we'd both had a lot of wine!)
So the plan was to speak to the remaining two friends individually, but it's quite tricky since it's rare that we'd see each other without family being around etc.
Anyway, today I met up with one of them for a theatre trip to London (Dr Strangelove with Steve Coogan playing Peter Sellers' parts - it was brilliant!)
It'd been in the calendar for a while so I'd been looking forward to the trip - seeing my oldest friend and (despite some nerves) coming out to him.
I recently came out to my younger sister so decided to take the same approach. He'd stayed overnight at my place then we took the train up to London this morning. We went for a steak lunch before the show in the afternoon and the restaurant was busy but not so much we couldn't talk.
We both turn 50 next year so the inevitable conversation started... I actually heard a fact last week: you might think of your life in terms of "I've probably only got maybe 30 Christmases left" but when you consider that a typical western lifespan is only 4000 weeks if feels soooo short. So anyway, the conversation was about getting old.
"Do you ever feel like life's too short?" I asked. "Like too short to not actually *be* who you really are, with the people around you that really matter?" Definite agreement on that. "So... the thing is, I generally like to spend a lot of my time looking like this these days, some times it feels more like who I really am." And I showed him my picture on my phone - the one I use on my profile (not my avatar, which is touched-up, but the real picture of me unfiltered)
"What, that... that's not you? That's you?!" My hands were shaking but it was real funny nevertheless.
We didn't talk in massive depth - we had to get our steaks eaten and get to the show - but I couldn't have expected a better response. After the show we talked a bit more and then went our separate ways (he was going directly home rather than back to mine) so after hugs he said he was so glad I told him and that I should get (clothes) shopping tips from his wife.
Im thinking of calling this "The Danni Method" of reveal! :heehee:
Earlier in the year I had a weekend away with my 3 closest friends and had originally planned to come out to all of them. After some sage advice from the other ladies on this forum I didn't, but did come out to one of them (after we'd both had a lot of wine!)
So the plan was to speak to the remaining two friends individually, but it's quite tricky since it's rare that we'd see each other without family being around etc.
Anyway, today I met up with one of them for a theatre trip to London (Dr Strangelove with Steve Coogan playing Peter Sellers' parts - it was brilliant!)
It'd been in the calendar for a while so I'd been looking forward to the trip - seeing my oldest friend and (despite some nerves) coming out to him.
I recently came out to my younger sister so decided to take the same approach. He'd stayed overnight at my place then we took the train up to London this morning. We went for a steak lunch before the show in the afternoon and the restaurant was busy but not so much we couldn't talk.
We both turn 50 next year so the inevitable conversation started... I actually heard a fact last week: you might think of your life in terms of "I've probably only got maybe 30 Christmases left" but when you consider that a typical western lifespan is only 4000 weeks if feels soooo short. So anyway, the conversation was about getting old.
"Do you ever feel like life's too short?" I asked. "Like too short to not actually *be* who you really are, with the people around you that really matter?" Definite agreement on that. "So... the thing is, I generally like to spend a lot of my time looking like this these days, some times it feels more like who I really am." And I showed him my picture on my phone - the one I use on my profile (not my avatar, which is touched-up, but the real picture of me unfiltered)
"What, that... that's not you? That's you?!" My hands were shaking but it was real funny nevertheless.
We didn't talk in massive depth - we had to get our steaks eaten and get to the show - but I couldn't have expected a better response. After the show we talked a bit more and then went our separate ways (he was going directly home rather than back to mine) so after hugs he said he was so glad I told him and that I should get (clothes) shopping tips from his wife.
Im thinking of calling this "The Danni Method" of reveal! :heehee: