A Day in the Life of a Master(s) of Education

It's about that time again. The anniversary of my birth. I'm stuck on what to do to celebrate. It's another year that I survived and thrived. What garners a good celebration of that? Another tattoo? A quick trip? Fancy dinner? Watching my favorite shows or movies? Dance party? All of the aforementioned?  Still trying to figure it out...much like life itself.  I don't hate my life but there's always more I could be doing to live it to the fullest.  I have made one promise to myself.  This is the year that I am fully honest with my parents about my life. Dear reader (do I still even have any?) the older I get the closer to death they get. Not trying to be intentionally morbid just honest with myself and you. My parents will die. I will be devastated. I'll be even more devastated if it happened and they didn't know all the things I think they should about me.  In the past I've tried to wait to have these "tell all" talks in person.  However,  time...

Last weekend I was amongst my people, partyin' and bull*+#& (Shout out to Rita Ora for performing)!!!! Growing up I was always told that "gay is bad" but then I met and fell in love with my Jonnie Bear. Though I was mad at him in the beginning b/c he and I liked the same guy, I soon realized that our similar taste in men meant that we probably had many other similar interest. When I chose to explore it, I gained one of my bestest friends in the world. I wouldn't trade Jonathan Martin for anybody on anyday for anything!! He is the reason I have attended Pride here in Atlanta every year since I've been here and contribute through out the year toward gay rights and initives. After all the crap I have been through in my life it pales in comparison to what the community as a whole has been through and thus we are bonded through our struggles and triumphs. I may not be doing a great job getting my feelings captured in print form but I hope that at least my love do...