Coming Out...Well A Little

So, I came out to my cousin last night. It was only a tiny step, but something. You see, she's a lesbian too. I was one of the first people in the family she came out to, so I thought I'd return the favor. I'm not sure I have to worry about it getting back around to the family in general because she's one of those people whose news never comes through the grapevine. In other words, she's not putting her business out there at all, because even if it were a little, be sure it would make it through the grapevine with fifty different additions. This is how it went down.

She and my brother had gone outside to chat a little for about ten minutes. A little while after they came back in, I teased her about not getting my ten minuets so she invited me outside. She lit up a smoke and we caught up a little bit on things I didn't want to talk about in front of my older brother and youngest sister. She talked about her relationship with her girl and what they were currently through with her girl's daughter as a family. Naturally her girl checked up on her as we talked outside. When she stepped back over to me she was talking about how jealous her girl is and how she has to reassure her that she's all hers often, and how it was like that with all her other girlfriends too. She's a straight up stud/butch, long big shorts, big shirt, Jordans and loose braids. It's kind of funny because she's a little bougie* like me. I told her I knew exactly what she was talking about,that we have more in common than we think. She didn't really pick it up but nodded as if she knew that I indeed knew exactly how it was. So I went on to say,

"It's not just jealousy sometimes that drives them to act that way, a lot of it is insecurity as well. I mean, my girl -cue that dawning of knowledge look- is pretty much the same way." Nothing like hell broke lose. She asked me if it was like Bam or...but then her girl called her in for something extraneous and got sidetracked for awhile. We later continued the conversation and I got a little bit off my chest, and she shared things she could empathize with. It was cool. We arranged to meet up today, but something apparently happened last night so she stayed with her girl today. I suspect it in part had to do with her girl keeping her close as well as what they'd been going through with her step daughter.

Anyway, I'm out of the closet at least a little step!





*Bougie-From Wikipedia.org:
In the United States, which lacks strict social classes, Bourgeoisie is sometimes used to refer to those seen as being upper class. You can sit there and drink your bougie-ass microbrewed beer, but I still prefer my ice cold Coors original.

4.	bougie
	Characteristic (occassionally) applied to African American women who exhibit snobbish traits. Whitley from 'A Different World' is so bougie.

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