I’ll be honest, I don’t really know how to start this. And I know that some people who read this will be disappointed and kind of annoyed. And I was at first, too. But then some of you will understand where I’m coming from and understand why I feel so fed up.
Ever since we were little kids, growing up in this Hindu family we live in, my sister and I have asked about what our weddings will be like. Continue reading
Dear ABC Family,
Thank you for the series The Fosters. I love it. I love watching it. It makes me feel normal.
I don’t say “normal” in a self-pity kind of way — not at all. I say it in a wow-really-great-job-with-this-program type of way.
It’s so bold and so truthful. I love the truth. I love this show.
It’s setting an example. It’s proving something. I love it.
This afternoon I took sheet music to “If I Were a Boy” by Beyoncé to my voice lesson.
My teacher hadn’t heard it before, so I played it off of my phone as we followed through with the music. At the end she said, “Okay, cool. Some of the lyrics are a little weird, but I like this song.”
FOX’s show Glee made me second-guess myself for quite a while.
There’s a scene in one of the earlier episodes where the character Kurt is telling Sue something about him being gay. (I can’t find an online video or script for context). Sue says something like, “Well have you kissed a boy? Have you kissed a girl?” Kurt says no to both. “You’re not gay, you’re just pathetic.”
Coming out is hands-down the hardest thing I’ve ever done. I’m not saying it’s easy.
But I think that since I have spent such a long time thinking about coming out, lesbianism, relationships, etc., I no longer fear it as much as I used to. It’s complicated.