Today I had the unique experience of the revolving closet door. I go to a small card shop near my office every morning for a snack and beverage. it is run by a very nice lady who asked me today if I had done my Christmas shopping for my wife.
Now I do wear a wedding ring my partner gave me and I do wear it on my left hand. But I never really think about it as indicating anything anymore. In fact there are days I do not even realize that I have it on or that it is even a wedding ring. (Click here for more on this topic)
So I answered her as if my partner were my wife. I felt weird doing it since I have been out since I was 18 and it is now pushing 13 years later. Part of me feels that it was not worth correcting her, but part of me wonders if that is the real reason, or if I am just afraid of rejection and judgment.
Never ceases to amaze me just how many of those childhood scars keep peaking their heads out everywhere...
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