A couple of things to report.
First, the purging is going well – my apartment is getting emptier and emptier and I couldn’t be happier. Letting go of things is amazing. It’s a message from the spirit telling the ego to chill.
In other news, I couldn’t be more excited to move. I’m trying not to live my life in the future, or wish away my remaining days in DC… but. I was talking to a friend today, and we were kinda debriefing the experience of the city. In summary, it is what you make it. I made decisions to live in a fancy neighborhood in the nice part of the city and invited people into my life that ultimately shaped my experience of DC. I take responsibility for that. Having said that, I experienced so much of the “privileged gay white man” culture that I think I’m set for life.
What is “privileged gay white man” culture you might ask? It’s gay guys that only identify with the gay community for its club scene, night life and bars. They don’t care much about the greater equality movement, especially with other discriminated groups (i.e., people of color, low income communities, etc.). Coming from a place of privileged, a lot of these gay men don’t feel discriminated against because they have great access. They can’t get married, but they will be able to pay their way into getting legal agreements and protections that other gay people can’t afford. They know that there is inequality, but it’s not part of their daily lives. Because it doesn’t impact them directly, they don’t care about it. Besides, there are clubs to go to and boys to meet and alcohol to consume. There is cute underwear and trendy clothing that needs to be bought. Who has time for the not so wonderful aspects of the gay community – like the inequality we face?
That type of mind set is everywhere. But because of the choices that I’ve made in DC, I’ve seen a lot of it. And I’m so done with it.
Oh and I smelled my dead grandfather the other day and felt his presence. My aunt said that happens to her a lot, so we both think that his energy is still here. That’s all.
