Coming Out | This Is Who I Am

This video is from ten years ago.  Not that long ago, right.   Yet this boy describes some of the same feelings of being the only one that I did.  My gods his story was so close to mine except no one came to help me back in 1970s.  I suffered, took the abuse, tried to fight the bullies who had the backing of the teachers.  All on top of being abused at home.  If I only had someone to talk to about it all, any positive role model to turn to.   So much a lifetime of harm I could have been avoided / saved from if I had just had someone to go to who was LGBTQ+ friendly.   That is why we need the rainbow stickers and flags in classrooms, that is why we need pride rainbow merchandise in stores.  Social acceptance, and safety along with being able to be open by the LGBTQ+ kids.   This is what the right is desperate to remove and take away.  They don’t want acceptance of gays, lesbians, trans, and non-binary people.   They want a strict heterosexual 1950s cisgender role’s society.    Hell and be damned to those people that don’t fit that mold.   Their god and their comfort come first.  How many more kids need to suffer this way?  If your concern is for children, understand there are LGBTQ+ children in schools.   Hugs

11 thoughts on “Coming Out | This Is Who I Am

    1. Hello Frank. Thank you. I had such hope for the future as society gained acceptance and tolerance for minorities, including the LGBTQ+. I left the military because I was semi out, when my boyfriend and I moved to Berlin the Top asked if we were a couple, we said yes, and he got us a barracks room together. We worked for the Deputy Commander, U.S. European Command, Patch Barracks, Stuttgart, Germany. The upper officers in charge knew about us and arranged our transfer for us, as my boyfriend had gotten transfer orders and I did not. I think it was an admiral that pushed through our transfer together, even overriding our unit immediate officers that were fighting for me to stay. Then about 8 months before I left the CO was changed from an intel person to a ground pounder, infantry Major. He was not accepting nor tolerant. I went from being well rewarded shift leader on the Sat site to being basically denied promotion. My boyfriend got transferred out state side two months after the new CO. As my tour was ending my unit CC and top enlisted wanted me to stay, and the morning I left I saved the site by bring it back on the bird, resetting the crypto everyone forgot about, and the site returned to transmitting and receiving. But the new CO was going to ruin me if I stayed, so I left.

      I have seen the advancements and I felt joy that kids and young people could be themselves. But to have it crash in just two years and that regression driven hard by openly Christian Nationalist bigots who are not just content to do their own thing but demand the rest of us to their thing also. No trans or gay person is trying to turn others gay or trans, recruiting is a myth by people who don’t understand people are born that way. We don’t force them to live as us, but they try hard to force us to live like them. I thought we had defeated their spite and hate, but like racism they just hid it while they grew stronger and worked themselves in positions of power. Scary to see history repeating itself. Hugs

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      1. Please don’t lose heart, Scottie. Your pain and uncommon generosity of spirit has inspired me in so many ways. In fact, my best friend is bringing over her queer niece this morning. We are going to make some awesome signs for tomorrow’s PRIDE event in Albuquerque… and attending, too, of course. I look forward to sending you pix. Hugs to you, brother.

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  1. Have you shared these stories of your military service and your treatment, good and bad, elsewhere on your site? (Sorry if I missed it.) It certainly deserves to be known to a wide audience. Thank you, teacher Scottie.

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    1. Hello Frank. Not on this blog, it is a new version of the one I started so long ago. Back in like 2006 or 2007 I started a blog called Scotties Toy Box. Over time it grew really large with huge supportive followers. I covered every aspect of my life openly, including my childhood adoption, my childhood long sexual / physical abuse, my time in the military. Several times Nan warned me I was sharing too much personal information and pictures, but I wanted my life to be useful to others so they did not need to make my journey or if young people were in it, they could find helpful ways to get out of it.

      But a few years ago I started reporting some stupid spammers claiming to be making 20 grand or more at home kind of bullshit. I reported them constantly. But they then did the same thing with my blog. They flooded WordPress with complaints of my spamming people. WordPress nuked my blog with over 100,000 subscribers without any warning. I was locked out of my blog that I was paying $300 a year for. I kept begging someone to tell me what I did wrong, I went to every tech support page they had but they wouldn’t even talk to me. I think Nan was correct, the URL I bought for the site was in big demand and someone more powerful wanted it.

      After two weeks, they stopped responding to my email or phone calls. I started a new blog with the same name on a different WordPress type host. That never worked and was a constant struggle so I went back to WordPress to start the new version. Sadly the time I was gone made me lose all the posts, pictures, images, and personal stories on my first blog. Now healthwise I don’t feel up to writing the personal posts I use to do. I am working hard to get my health back so I feel up to posting more than just news stuff. But like today I am struggling to breathe and spent all afternoon in bed. I feel so tired, I just want to go back and lay down. But can’t get anything done that way, so I keep trying. Hugs

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