Glass Houses

I think that I am growing as a sick person. Or rather I am getting older and the smaller shit doesn't matter to me, or the smaller people don't. In any case my nephew was married today in a very catholic ceremony, certainly that doesn't bother me - I was brought up catholic ...but decided it wasn't what I believed or wanted to invest time in. I am pagan therefore I believe in the universe and other things that are much too complicated to explain here.....that's for another blog.


STIGMA, EXCLUSION oyeeee never thought I would write this but now not only do I have to fear peoples reaction to being GAY , but also their reaction to the fact that I am with a disease that they don't understand. But guess what.......I don't either. You're gay you were just asking for it ..I'm gay and I don't know why, how, if I even care .


This is my life and this is how I can cope day to day. Being with my young nephews and niece made me pray . I looked at them and said to the universe please don't let this be their life, spare them this heartache. Protect them for me .Let them be smart about having sex ,protection and being tested. I guess living with and surrounding myself with people who understand and know what I go through, when I step out of that safe circle , stupid people bombard me with their ignorance . Part of the fight I suppose . Glass houses are amazing , but stepping out of them and looking at the real world well.....



Blessed Be