tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7979791739376661918.post4775730744880562346..comments2023-05-25T11:02:03.923+02:00Comments on Random French: Part 3: The BuildupAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15891271065457242707noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7979791739376661918.post-83339418453378499942011-10-18T16:53:27.801+02:002011-10-18T16:53:27.801+02:00I find the histories of others to be fascinating. ...I find the histories of others to be fascinating. There seem to be so many universals among us but we're all so closed with one another in general.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15891271065457242707noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7979791739376661918.post-71678995346260275192011-10-18T16:32:42.179+02:002011-10-18T16:32:42.179+02:00I would need to write 200 pages to answer your que...I would need to write 200 pages to answer your question. Briefly, I could tell you that among all the obstacles, two seemed to have raised above the crowd, the first one being perhaps obvious to many: my father. The second one may surprise you: it was my late-partner.<br /><br />But the biggest obstacle, <br />the one that kept bugging me over and over <br />for many years,<br />and still do sometimes: <br /><br /><b>me, myself and I</b> <br /><br />;)<br />Hugs<br />JonDeepBluehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00897586779071639604noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7979791739376661918.post-91136278397753150722011-10-18T11:27:15.265+02:002011-10-18T11:27:15.265+02:00Blue, I wish I could have accepted myself easily. ...Blue, I wish I could have accepted myself easily. There were years when I used to try and think about women, and pretend publicly that I thought girls were hot. Sometimes though, I think it was a case where I protested a bit too much. <br /><br />I mainly used books as an escape, building up this fabulous life I would have if I could just make it through this purgatory before me. <br /><br />In terms of your giant slalom, what were the major obstacles for you?Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15891271065457242707noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7979791739376661918.post-64833813585881588322011-10-18T00:58:55.281+02:002011-10-18T00:58:55.281+02:00"I had finally come to accept myself for who ..."I had finally come to accept myself for who I was. However, I'd never said it out loud."<br /><br />I'll speak for myself. I don't remember not accepting myself. If I didn't accept who I was, it was more like "How will I be able to be myself in this world?" I realized that most people, straight or gay, had a hard time accepting themselves for who they were. We are forced into molds that are unfit for us. Once we decide to get rid of the mold, then thing start getting better.<br /><br />Sure, there are consequences for not "following the flow" but, for me, I became curious about how I would slalom around the obstacles set by society. Again, books have been my best mentor in all this.<br /><br />I'm going to read part 4 now.<br />Hugs<br />JonDeepBluehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00897586779071639604noreply@blogger.com