If you would but consider your own unattractive exterior, your unamiable reserve, your foolish diffidence, which must make you appear cold, dull, awkward, and perhaps ill-tempered too;… if you had but rightly considered these from the beginning, you would never have harboured such presumptuous thoughts; and now that you have been so foolish, pray repent and amend, and let us have no more of it!
There is such a thing as looking through a person’s eyes into the heart, and learning more of the height, and breadth, and depth of another’s soul in one hour, than it might take you a lifetime to discover, if he or she were not disposed to reveal it, – or if you had not the sense to understand it.
*dies laughing* AO3 has 118 fics called ‘Baby, It’s Cold Outside’.
I’m sorry, but is there any earthly reason Jackson/Mark couldn’t have been canon? It’s being played for laughs with the way Mark talks about him, but seriously.
I was at dinner with my parents and my dad’s younger brother A.
Towards the end of the meal the subject becomes me, and of course Tumblr was mentioned, and after a lot of mumbling and non-verbal communication between me and mum I leaned in and said very quietly to A: “I’m not straight.”
Parents were giggling. Other words A had to say on the subject were “Super”, “Wonderful”, and “Women are beautiful”.
My dad then started to talk to him about the Circle of Trust (complete with the I-watching-you signal) because A is the only person in the extended family to know so far. Then dad and A started joking about how mum was actually the minority at the table, being attracted to men and all that :)
Mum also said to him that I was ‘queer’ not gay, so she gets extra points for making that distinction.
Mum and I dropped them both off at the pub after, and then I start tearing up a bit because mum pointed out that dad had even looked proud of me during this (dad was sitting next to me so I couldn’t really see his expressions).
The thing is I would have completely understood if dad had changed the subject once he saw what mum was suggesting I do. He may have said he doesn’t have any problem with it but having his family, especially his favoured younger brother, know might not have been something he wanted. But he didn’t give the slightest hint of that.
So my mum knows the difference between ‘queer’ and ‘gay’, my dad doesn’t want to keep me in the closet with his family, and my uncle thinks it’s ‘super’.
I feel all teary still when I think about it. I just feel so lucky.
Okay, so by my count I’ll be having Christmas dinner with eighteen people. Three are my immediate family, two are the cousins I get along with, two are little cousins, two are cousins I have no problem with at all, one is my grandmother, and the rest are uncles and aunts, plus one aunt’s parents. (Is she my aunt? She married my non-related uncle.)
(I am out to seven of these people.)