So Iíve messed up. Again.
July of 2011 I came out to a very small group of family and friends. I did it one person at a time and as each person was receptive to the idea I moved on to the next person. Then about a month into opening up I hit my first instance of adversity. One of the people I thought would be most receptive turned and threw some very harsh insults my way. The insults cut me deep enough that that night I contacted a lady I knew had feelings for me and asked her to
I really didn't think with everything being the way it is now a days that people were still skittish about sex. I suppose I just figured that everyone had been desensitized enough by today's cultures that sex would be an easy topic to broach.
So I suppose when an uncharacteristically shy ENFP does find it in herself to bring the topic up with me I shouldn't go off on a tangent about G spots, stimulants, toys, erotic books and videos... I do believe I scared her.
So I've built a lot of walls in my life. I build walls to protect myself from the criticisms of others. I build walls to give others different impressions of me. I build walls so that the world will pass me by and maybe just maybe I'll be left alive in its wake.
I came out last year at this time. Since then I've been trying to dismantle those walls. Sometimes I find that they are easy to remove, sometimes they are impossible. Then sometimes someone will say something that will put