So I came out to my parents (for the second time – woot). That was interesting.
One of Aesop’s (many) fables goes something like this: a merchant drives his cart into a pothole and the wheels get stuck in a ditch. The man falls to the ground, bemoaning his fate, and leans against the wheels of the cart, not lifting a finger to his own aid. He cries out to Hercules to help him with his cart, but the hero refuses, saying, “Put your own shoulder to the wheel.”1
The gods help those who help themselves.
I was afraid of what my family would say, how they would handle what I’m going through. For the most part, telling them (and everyone, really) has actually gone well. And the few setbacks have not been quite as devastating as I thought they would be. I’ve realized I know what needs to change in my life, and no number of obstacles or lack of support will alter what I know. Of course, the support that I do have is making a world of difference and I couldn’t be more thankful. But it’s finally occurred to me that I have the strength to stand on my own two feet.
1 – Aesop, “Hercules and the Wagoner,” Aesop’s Fables, 600 BC-ish. http://www.aesops-fables.org.uk/aesop-fable-hercules-and-the-waggoner.htm
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