In the last few weeks, I've had two African Americans tell me they are not supportive of my adoption plans completely. One is morally against my providing goods\help\medicine to the orphanage. The other isn't quite clear as to her reasons behind it.
I have to wonder if part of the reasons why there is a lack of support is due to my race. I don't know if this is true, but it seems to be a common theme brought up amongst people who don't support me. Is my light skin a deterrent from being able to love a dark-skinned child? Is there a reason why a white person is not as capable of raising a child of another race? Or is it better to be raised by one's own race?
I don't understand that concept. To me, I am helping a child regardless of his race.
Luckily for them, I don't need their support to continue my plans.
The Swinging Life of a "gay" Mormon who is trying his best to do what is right. Even if he has lots of obstacles.
Tuesday, September 25, 2012
Thursday, September 20, 2012
I Daydream... a lot
Confession: I love to daydream.
I like to think about my future and think of all the things I want to do in life. All the places I want to go. All the dreams I've had.
For the last few months, I've thought a lot more about having a special guy to bring home at Christmas or Thanksgiving---someone who'd be excited for our future and supportive of me. I dream about that perfect little house with my 2-3 kids. I picture being the cool dad who knows how to cook any food the kids would want---bake all the cookies... teaching them to garden, paint, draw... teaching them to ride a bike and swim...
And I always imagined I'd have a partner to do it with. Someone who'd treat me special, love me no matter what and who I'd enjoy going to bed with at the end of the day.
Now I realize more and more that I am consistently disappointed with my life and that I'm probably not good in romantic situations. I don't see how or why anyone would choose me.
There's been a few times in my life when I thought I'd finally get my Cinderella-Prince Charming situation. Every time I've been disappointed in the long run.
So maybe that house with the kids and teaching them all those great things will be headed by a single dad without romantic attachments? It might be easier than daydreaming of a future with some guy who'd really love me---someone who'd love me, and the church, even if we didn't live it strictly.
I always dreamed my life would be so different from this hell I'm living. So different now from what it seems. Now life has killed the dreams I dreamed.
I like to think about my future and think of all the things I want to do in life. All the places I want to go. All the dreams I've had.
For the last few months, I've thought a lot more about having a special guy to bring home at Christmas or Thanksgiving---someone who'd be excited for our future and supportive of me. I dream about that perfect little house with my 2-3 kids. I picture being the cool dad who knows how to cook any food the kids would want---bake all the cookies... teaching them to garden, paint, draw... teaching them to ride a bike and swim...
And I always imagined I'd have a partner to do it with. Someone who'd treat me special, love me no matter what and who I'd enjoy going to bed with at the end of the day.
Now I realize more and more that I am consistently disappointed with my life and that I'm probably not good in romantic situations. I don't see how or why anyone would choose me.
There's been a few times in my life when I thought I'd finally get my Cinderella-Prince Charming situation. Every time I've been disappointed in the long run.
So maybe that house with the kids and teaching them all those great things will be headed by a single dad without romantic attachments? It might be easier than daydreaming of a future with some guy who'd really love me---someone who'd love me, and the church, even if we didn't live it strictly.
I always dreamed my life would be so different from this hell I'm living. So different now from what it seems. Now life has killed the dreams I dreamed.
Tuesday, September 18, 2012
As MLK said... I have a dream
I like daydreaming and thinking about dreams---not the kind at night... the ones where we think about our future...
Here's what I envision:
1) No debts from student loans, taxes... and any debts from credit cards to be minimal.
2) A beautiful house, somewhere within about 15 minutes of a city... but with enough space to grow a fruit orchard and where I can have children running in the backyard. Ideally, there'd also be a pool involved. In the middle of the fruit orchard, I also want to have a lamp-post just like in Narnia. I've seen people with lamp posts in their yard and I think it is the cutest idea.
3) My house would have my own office, a food storage room-pantry, and enough space that my family could grow.
4) A partner on some level... someone who is as excited about my adoption, or at least supportive of it... someone who I won't have to convince or motivate. Someone who will say "Hey, let's plan this together..." instead of me doing it all on my own. Even if this partner was a celibate friend who I was close to, I'd be okay. I just would like to have someone who'd be excited about these plans with me.
5) Everyday would be the 4th of July. (I forget what movie this references but I remember watching a movie where someone said life should be full of fireworks like the 4th of July.)
6) Even if we're not 100% active, I'd love to go to church at least 50% of the time... even if its just Sacrament Meeting and Sunday School. I want someone who respects the church even if its too hard to live sometimes.
7) Traveling: I love to travel. Even with kids, I want to travel.
8) A great job which would give me freedom to be with my children. I don't care about working from home vs. an office. Just want to have some sort of income which is stable and pays my bills.
I think that these above dreams are simple and profound.
Why does it seem so hard to attain them?
Here's what I envision:
1) No debts from student loans, taxes... and any debts from credit cards to be minimal.
2) A beautiful house, somewhere within about 15 minutes of a city... but with enough space to grow a fruit orchard and where I can have children running in the backyard. Ideally, there'd also be a pool involved. In the middle of the fruit orchard, I also want to have a lamp-post just like in Narnia. I've seen people with lamp posts in their yard and I think it is the cutest idea.
3) My house would have my own office, a food storage room-pantry, and enough space that my family could grow.
4) A partner on some level... someone who is as excited about my adoption, or at least supportive of it... someone who I won't have to convince or motivate. Someone who will say "Hey, let's plan this together..." instead of me doing it all on my own. Even if this partner was a celibate friend who I was close to, I'd be okay. I just would like to have someone who'd be excited about these plans with me.
5) Everyday would be the 4th of July. (I forget what movie this references but I remember watching a movie where someone said life should be full of fireworks like the 4th of July.)
6) Even if we're not 100% active, I'd love to go to church at least 50% of the time... even if its just Sacrament Meeting and Sunday School. I want someone who respects the church even if its too hard to live sometimes.
7) Traveling: I love to travel. Even with kids, I want to travel.
8) A great job which would give me freedom to be with my children. I don't care about working from home vs. an office. Just want to have some sort of income which is stable and pays my bills.
I think that these above dreams are simple and profound.
Why does it seem so hard to attain them?
Sunday, September 16, 2012
What to expect... ?
I watched the movie "What to expect when you're expecting?" It follows like 4-5 couples as they go through pregnancies. One is an unmarried couple who got pregnant their first date---another is a couple who has been trying for years---and another is an infertile couple who is adopting.
They adopted a baby from Ethiopia. The husband was unsure and doubted his ability to be a father. At the end, they were so happy in Africa after being given their child. The other couples all gave birth and were happy in the end.
Of course, I was crying like an idiot. Alone at 2 AM in my apartment. Watching these families being built and wishing I was one of them---getting a child. Building a new life. So ridiculous. Is it possible to somehow be a man having a phantom pregnancy which would affect my hormones?
I cried for how beautiful it was. I cried over all the beautiful babies. I also cried because... I won't have that. I realize that now. I won't have a wife who will give birth to our child since I was born into a body which finds it both unnatural and unappealing to have sex with a woman. Instead, I'll have a surrogate and an egg donor who will be highly paid for their services. I won't have someone to go buy baby clothes with, because I'll be the only one excited about the baby. I'll be the one choosing his name---I'll be the one painting the AA Milne Winnie the Pooh themed nursery. When I go to Africa, I will probably go with a friend who will accompany me as he speaks French and is willing to travel to the Congo with me---he and I love adventures and when will someone ever go to the Democratic Republic of the Congo otherwise? But he would be going with me as a friend, not as a partner.
I'll be doing it alone, emotionally speaking. I'll have friends and family for support, but I will not hold out hope that someday I'd find someone who wants children so badly that it hurts.
Recently I've been daydreaming about the possibility of having a partner like that. For some reason I naively thought it would happen, but I think it is a silly idea in the end. What gay man with all the qualities I'd be looking for would think about me in the same way that he'd think about the beauty of a child---that I'd be so unique and perfect that I could be be their choice for life?
It won't happen.
Alright by Tituss Burgess
The only one who I can count on to be equal in my desire for this adoption and building a family is me. So to hell with everyone else. To hell with those who tell me I cannot do it. And to hell to all those times I daydreamed about finding a romantic partner who'd want this with me.
They adopted a baby from Ethiopia. The husband was unsure and doubted his ability to be a father. At the end, they were so happy in Africa after being given their child. The other couples all gave birth and were happy in the end.
Of course, I was crying like an idiot. Alone at 2 AM in my apartment. Watching these families being built and wishing I was one of them---getting a child. Building a new life. So ridiculous. Is it possible to somehow be a man having a phantom pregnancy which would affect my hormones?
I cried for how beautiful it was. I cried over all the beautiful babies. I also cried because... I won't have that. I realize that now. I won't have a wife who will give birth to our child since I was born into a body which finds it both unnatural and unappealing to have sex with a woman. Instead, I'll have a surrogate and an egg donor who will be highly paid for their services. I won't have someone to go buy baby clothes with, because I'll be the only one excited about the baby. I'll be the one choosing his name---I'll be the one painting the AA Milne Winnie the Pooh themed nursery. When I go to Africa, I will probably go with a friend who will accompany me as he speaks French and is willing to travel to the Congo with me---he and I love adventures and when will someone ever go to the Democratic Republic of the Congo otherwise? But he would be going with me as a friend, not as a partner.
I'll be doing it alone, emotionally speaking. I'll have friends and family for support, but I will not hold out hope that someday I'd find someone who wants children so badly that it hurts.
Recently I've been daydreaming about the possibility of having a partner like that. For some reason I naively thought it would happen, but I think it is a silly idea in the end. What gay man with all the qualities I'd be looking for would think about me in the same way that he'd think about the beauty of a child---that I'd be so unique and perfect that I could be be their choice for life?
It won't happen.
Alright by Tituss Burgess
I’ll be alright
I’ll be just fine
There are no real scars
I’ll heal in no time
The phone has been ringing and ringing and ringing
Off the hook
I knew it wasn’t you
I didn’t bother to look
Oh, But I hoped you would call
But, I just dismiss the thought
Oh how Silly of me
To think this brief meeting could lead to
Long walks and long talks
And Long kisses
And, oh how I wish
That these brief passings of
Of random romances
Would stay a little longer
Then not hurt when its over
Oh, I realize
That these things take time
I guess I just thought
Maybe this time was mine
Now I am stuck in a maze
While I am in a constant daze
Its taken all the strength of me
To break this, all you’ve got on me
Damn those walks and
Damn those hugs
And to hell with your kisses
And oh, how I wish I had never known you
And never had shown you
How close I had come to falling in love with you
Oooooooohhhhhhh….
I’m going to make it through
My world didn’t start with you
The only one who I can count on to be equal in my desire for this adoption and building a family is me. So to hell with everyone else. To hell with those who tell me I cannot do it. And to hell to all those times I daydreamed about finding a romantic partner who'd want this with me.
Saturday, September 15, 2012
Seriously
I hate the feeling of being alone when there's people who could cure my loneliness out there.
Seriously.
I wonder if I will ever find peace in this life or if I'm destined to be unhappy.
Seriously.
I wonder if I will ever find peace in this life or if I'm destined to be unhappy.
Friday, September 14, 2012
Car loans and taxes...
... Two favorite things in my life are debts and loans.
By favorite, I mean they are the worst things to happen to me.
... Found out I owe some past state taxes which I wasn't alerted to.
I don't have it in my budget to pay them in addition to my other payments.
... So now its tightening the belt. A couple more months.
I'm going to get a car eventually. Its just frustrating.
By favorite, I mean they are the worst things to happen to me.
... Found out I owe some past state taxes which I wasn't alerted to.
I don't have it in my budget to pay them in addition to my other payments.
... So now its tightening the belt. A couple more months.
I'm going to get a car eventually. Its just frustrating.
Wednesday, September 12, 2012
Someone likes me...
I've gotten a dozen emails about my leaving NorthStar including one at my work email from Danielle Mansfield. I do love Ty and Danielle. They're mini-Moho celebrities.
She wanted me to return to share my opinions about the narrow-mindedness.
I was very touched by her emailing me.
After emailing her a reply, I realized that there are so many issues why I don't want to rejoin.
It is very nice knowing my outlandish opinions are appreciated by some.
She wanted me to return to share my opinions about the narrow-mindedness.
I was very touched by her emailing me.
After emailing her a reply, I realized that there are so many issues why I don't want to rejoin.
It is very nice knowing my outlandish opinions are appreciated by some.
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