I realized that in the last 10 years of this website I’ve never shared with you, dear internetz, how I came out to the world.<\/p>\n

Mostly because it was such a non-event. What with all the drama that preceded my gay cotillion.<\/p>\n

A bit of back story for new readers: My oldest brother came out when I was about 11yrs old. I didn’t understand fully what that meant, but I knew there was drama of sorts… my parents were having hushed conversations that were punctuated with “DeadRobot, go to your room.” Later, when I was 16, my father came out of the closet for fear of meeting up with Dan in a gay bar on one of his many business trips to Toronto. Of course the family was shocked, the town of Brockvegas was scandalized, Dad lived a quiet life of a shattered bachelor for all of 10 minutes and then took up with his lover for 14 years. Family came to accept him (including Mom, to a certain degree) and we were happy chucks all again. Okay? <\/p>\n

There’s your 8 years or so of drama packed into 125 words or less. <\/p>\n

Skip ahead to my 17th birthday. The year I decided that if I was to live my life honestly, I had to tell the people I loved that I was a ‘mo. I decide that I have to make a trip back to Brockvegas to tell friends and family in one fast trip. Get in, drop the bomb, get out, let them decide where their loyalties lie. <\/p>\n

Picture my Mom’s house. She’s living with her soon-to-be new husband in a sprawling Brady Bunch style split level bungalow. Mom and I are sitting in the sunken entertainment room (not the good living room, mind you, where the china figurines and untouched furniture resides, no the “living” room where the TV resides) and she magically whips out a photo of me from the year before. It’s of all my sibs laughing as we stand in our grandmother’s kitchen. <\/p>\n

“I showed this picture to my co-worker,” My Mom starts, “And as a joke I asked her which one of my sons were gay.”<\/p>\n

Uh. Damn. Is my Mom…<\/p>\n

“She pointed to you. DeadRobot, are you gay?”<\/p>\n

Holy shit my mom just trumped me.<\/p>\n

“Yes.” Breathe… breathe… 1, 2, 3…<\/p>\n

“Ian!” My mom calls up to the kitchen to my soon-to-be stepfather, “DeadRobot just informed me that he’s gay.”<\/p>\n

“That’s good. When’s dinner?” We ate roast beef and yorkie puddings soon after.<\/p>\n

Non. Event.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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