A Different Life?

Since I don't really go anywhere... Actually, let me rephrase that... Since there is absolutely nothing to do here, I have been spending a lot of my time catching up with some old friends. There's one guy in particular for the longest time I've wished I became better friends with. I decided to turn that into reality and I've been actively trying to talk to him more. I'll dub him Mr. Cats after the place I first met him.

Mr. Cats and I have chatted every once in a blue moon for most of the last six-seven years. However, each time it was like just yesterday since we last talked. It was very clear to me from the beginning that he was a really caring friend. I never really got to know him well enough to randomly hang out with him, but then again never going to the same school didn't help either.

Mr. Cats is the complete opposite of me. He's very outgoing and has built a social network that probably spans the entire US. Every gay guy I talked to that went to his particular college always knew the name of Mr. Cats. It also wasn't very long before I was introduced to a friend of a friend at my college who was actually Mr. Cats' ex. What a small world.

Aside: They didn't split on bad terms.

Anyways, I was talking to Mr. Cats today and it turns out that he also recently came out to his family; except, his experience was a polar opposite of mine. I was thinking to myself as he told me how his parents were very open minded and trying to understand the issues of being gay if I wanted that similar experience. Yes, my life would be about a million times easier, but would I trade my experience for his?

I don't know the answer to that, but I do know one thing and that is I'm living my life, not anyone else's. I knew what to expect when I came out and did my best to plan for it, but I was hoping that my brother would at least open minded. Although that didn't turn out to be completely true, at least he hasn't shut me out.

Bleh, I hate talking about sad subjects, so I'm going to switch gears. My boyfriend, and many other friends, have pointed out to me that I am totally not photogenic. There just aren't any good photos of me at all... okay maybe one or two in like my entire life. I need to get better photos of me, but first I need to get a working camera; but I shouldn't spend any money! Ahh the delimma! =_=