#30DaysofPride Day 10

#30DaysofPride Day 10

I am participating in a 30 Days of Pride Challenge and thought that these stories might be an inspiration to you whether you fall somewhere on the rainbow, or just want to live your life more authentically.

I talked about how there are  so many times you have to come out yesterday, but there is always the first. The first person I admitted it to shockingly wasn’t the guy I was having sex with, but my friend Jeska.

We were super close friends prone to hours-long conversations on the phone. I am still an adopted member of the Dzwigalski family. (and yes I can pronounce that lol)

At the time it was unfortunate because she wanted to date. It would never had worked…she was too good for young Jeff.

Soon after, I told my then-girlfriend that I might be bi. She handled it way better than you would think but maybe that was because she was a lesbian. (She came out in college)

I dated one more girl after that but that is a different story

About 9 months later, I came out to my mother (well kinda). I was dating this guy Mario who had the gay decorating gene (mine isn’t highly tuned). We went over to my mom’s house to pick through the attic for things for my apartment. Both of us had hickies all over our necks and I was still playing the pronoun game so I introduced him as my girlfriend, Maria’s brother.

Mom confronted me the following week and told me that I was gay.

I think the funniest reaction was my dad’s…”Well duh! I knew that.”

There have been ups and downs but ultimately, I am super happy that I came out when I did. I couldn’t imagine trying to live a double life or flat out lie to people for years.

Is there somewhere that you need to come out? Have you come out? I would love to hear your story!

You are loved!
Jeff

If you would like to live your life with more freedom, creativity, authenticity, and productivity -book a call and let’s see if the True Awesome Life Mastermind is a good fit for you!

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *