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I have an opportunity to work at a gay bar. I keep tossing around the pro's and con's of working there. Living under my parents roof and not being out to one of them is a definite con. It might be less painful coming out to other people whom I fear a bad reaction from. Being surrounded by other lesbians is a definite plus, since I already feel so deprived. I can imagine working there while couch surfing after being booted out of the house by my bigoted dad, surviving completely on my own. Also, I don't want to work at Wendy's forever. I have numerous complaints about working there, eventhough I also like working there. I just feel I'm in a rut and I feel too afraid of change right now. I'm stuck in my own hell. Must instick myself somehow. While Soaking in Lavendar... - Saturday, Apr. 06, 2019 He Reminded Me of An Incident Years Ago - Monday, Feb. 04, 2019 My Rose-Coloured Glasses are Smashed & I Don’t Want Them Anymore - Sunday, Feb. 03, 2019 It’s Been Awhile - Saturday, Feb. 02, 2019 I Never Needed You. - Thursday, Nov. 27, 2014
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