Finals, Understanding, and Luck

Final papers, projects, and exams, so close to being done with this school year. It's hard to believe that this time next year I'll be graduating from college. It feels like it was just a few months ago that I stepped foot on campus for the first time. I think I'm going to take summer courses to lighten my load next year.

I talked with the mentor guy today. I think we're on a greater level of understanding on both our parts. He's not very knowledgeable about my whole situation, so I was able to tell him where I'm coming from, and what I've come to believe, and how I've come to this point. I will say that I have nothing but the utmost respect for him because he could have shut me out, thrown me out of the department, and called the deans and had me kicked out of school, but he's open to conversation. He's open to talking about it, and learning about it because all he's ever known about homosexuality is what's been hatefully spewed from pulpits. So he's going to read up on it, talk to some of his trusted mentors, and then we'll talk again. I count myself VERY lucky that he has this kind of attitude about it.

Everyone I've talked to about all of this has asked why I'm so loyal to this school, and wouldn't it be easier to just transfer. To answer, all I can say is that I'm not real sure; maybe it's because this is where I'm suppose to be right now, maybe it's because I know I'll survive, and come out stronger because of it. I don't know, the thought of transferring never really crossed my mind as a serious out. I'm not some happy-go-lucky-glass-is-half-full kind of person but to be real honest, I'm not worried about it all, because I know it will all work out.

More to come...