Knowing Onesself

Benjamin Franklin said: “There are three things extremely hard: steel, a diamond, and to know one’s self.” Do you think you know yourself well?

I think I got myself pretty much figured out now. If you asked me this question when I was seventeen, I probably would have hysterically cried at you and said, “I DON’T KNOW. I’M SO CONFUSED.” I was very confused by my sexuality that it took me another two or three years before I was comfortable enough with the fact that I was gay. I needed to stop throwing myself into relationships with men where I didn’t feel anything sexual for them. I needed to stop lying to myself. I needed to figure that it was OKAY to be gay, and that it wasn’t required of me to be something I’m not  [straight.]

I can now proudly puff up my chest and tell you that I’m a flaming homo with the biggest cat-ate-canary grin.