{"id":12643,"date":"2023-12-08T15:10:36","date_gmt":"2023-12-08T20:10:36","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/brucegarrett.com\/brucelog\/?p=12643"},"modified":"2023-12-08T15:10:36","modified_gmt":"2023-12-08T20:10:36","slug":"last-ish-episode","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/brucegarrett.com\/brucelog\/12643","title":{"rendered":"Last (ish) Episode"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-12644\" src=\"https:\/\/brucegarrett.com\/brucelog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/12\/I-Am.png\" alt=\"\" width=\"246\" height=\"334\" srcset=\"https:\/\/brucegarrett.com\/brucelog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/12\/I-Am.png 246w, https:\/\/brucegarrett.com\/brucelog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/12\/I-Am-221x300.png 221w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 246px) 100vw, 246px\" \/><\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;ve uploaded the last(ish) episode of <em><a href=\"https:\/\/brucegarrett.com\/acos\/acos-main.htm\">A Coming Out Story<\/a><\/em> to its pages here. It wasn&#8217;t the last episode that I&#8217;d planned but it was always intended to be a critical turning point in the story and it works as an ending.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>I choose the subtitle of this cartoon story, <em>The first person you come out to is yourself<\/em>, to make it plain that this isn&#8217;t a story about coming out to family and friends. It&#8217;s about when you finally face up to it. That moment can be excruciatingly painful, and was mostly that for lots of us of my generation. But I got lucky in one critical way: I came out to myself by way of realizing I was in love. Probably that saved my life.<\/p>\n<p>I began this story almost two decades ago. I didn&#8217;t expect it to take so long when I began the work, but I have no professional art training and everything I do at the drawing board is a struggle. Also, about a third of the way into it I was able to reconnect with &#8220;TK&#8221; after about thirty years of wondering what had happened to him, and that very seriously upended my feelings about the story I was telling. I began it as a way of trying to understand what had happened to me back in high school, and how that led to the adult I eventually became. Then after the heart attack a few years ago I began to seriously worry I might not ever finish it the way I wanted it finished. Then I turned 70 and felt my energy levels beginning to plummet. So I skipped ahead (again) to what I&#8217;d always intended to be a climatic point in the story, and now that I&#8217;ve uploaded what can be seen as the last episode, I can feel a bit more comfortable that, whatever happens to me age and health-wise, at least there is an end to my story. My readers won&#8217;t be left hanging. Somewhat. I know there is still the question of <em>What Happened Next?\u00a0<\/em>I&#8217;ll get to that in the epilogue, but what I write below probably tells how it went.<\/p>\n<p>I said at the very beginning that the story I was telling was one-third what happened to me, one-third artistic license, and one-third cartoon fantasy. This last (ish) episode is mostly what really happened, but with artistic license on the exact location. I didn&#8217;t say it to my mirror reflection in the dresser in my bedroom, but in the mirror in the bathroom.<\/p>\n<p>What happened was, bearing in mind I had just come out to myself but the object of my affections hadn&#8217;t yet moved away so I wasn&#8217;t just then in the throws of grief. I tuned into a radio program on the subject of homosexuality. I wish I&#8217;d taken notes about what it was and who was being interviewed. But some alleged expert in the field was dispensing all the usual bullshit I&#8217;d already dismissed because I was in love and it was all so wonderful. But being the geek child I was I kept digging for information.<\/p>\n<p>So I tuned into this program, and somewhere during the interview the expert was asked some question, I don&#8217;t remember what. But in reply he said (I still remember this part clearly) that &#8220;the worst thing a man could admit to is being a homosexual.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>And at that moment I could feel the closet trying to grab onto me and drag me in. I&#8217;d done enough research by then to see pretty clearly what the closet did to people and I swore I wouldn&#8217;t let that happen to me. But at the same time, in 1972, I also knew I couldn&#8217;t just be out with it without losing most of my friends, possibly getting kicked out of the house, and possibly getting my head bashed in.<\/p>\n<p>But one thing I could do was acknowledge my own personal truth and deal with it as honorably and as best as I could given the world I lived in. So what you see in the episode is what I really did and said&#8230;apart from the location. I knew if I could do that then I could, somehow, navigate the rest.<\/p>\n<p>And I was in love. It put things into perspective.<\/p>\n<p>I know others had a very Very rough time of it. I was lucky that it hit me just that way, just at that point in my life. Yeah&#8230;in retrospect things could have been lots better, but they could also have been lots worse. I could have crushed on an abusive manipulative lout and ended up actually killing myself instead of just seriously considering it when &#8220;TK&#8221; and family suddenly left the country. He was actually a very decent person, and in a better world I could have taken him home to mom, and said &#8220;This is my boyfriend&#8221; and she&#8217;d have approved and made a place at the table for him. But neither one of us lived in that world and I reckon he had his own family issues to contend with. I suppose all that is grist for the epilogue when I get to it. The story of that one time I called his house because we&#8217;d agreed to go to Great Falls with our cameras is one that I can&#8217;t decide where to put just now.<\/p>\n<p>Putting this episode up allows me to feel comfortable that the story of my coming out to myself is &#8220;complete&#8221; and I don&#8217;t have to worry about how much time I have left to finish it. There&#8217;s a bunch more I can add to it to the degree I have time to do that. But I can rest a bit easier now. My story has it&#8217;s ending. I actually scripted this episode almost two decades ago and it&#8217;s exactly as I wrote it back then. I&#8217;ll add an epilogue and then fill in some more of the story as time and energy permit.<\/p>\n<p>There is lots more I had scripted, and I don&#8217;t intend to just scrap all that because I still think a lot of it is good material and worth having in the story. Especially where Left Brain confronts the gym teacher who taught that horrible sex-ed class, which is where I was leading things after episode 37 before I got really badly sick and decided I needed to put this &#8220;last&#8221; one up. So even though I&#8217;ve posted a \u201clast\u201d episode, don&#8217;t go away thinking there is no more. There&#8217;s lots more and I intend to keep on filling in the space between that first episode and this one. Also, there is an important epilogue I need to add after the \u201cfinal\u201d one.<\/p>\n<p>So thank all of you who have stuck with me on this over the years. I deeply appreciate your repeat views. You helped give me the energy to keep on with it.<\/p>\n<p>And&#8230;stay tuned&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I&#8217;ve uploaded the last(ish) episode of A Coming Out Story to its pages here. It wasn&#8217;t the last episode that I&#8217;d planned but it was always intended to be a critical turning point in the story and it works as an ending.\u00a0 I choose the subtitle of this cartoon story, The first person you come [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[56,7],"tags":[25,190],"class_list":["post-12643","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-art","category-life","tag-a-coming-out-story","tag-the-gay-kid-chronicles"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/brucegarrett.com\/brucelog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12643","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/brucegarrett.com\/brucelog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/brucegarrett.com\/brucelog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/brucegarrett.com\/brucelog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/3"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/brucegarrett.com\/brucelog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=12643"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/brucegarrett.com\/brucelog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12643\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/brucegarrett.com\/brucelog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=12643"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/brucegarrett.com\/brucelog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=12643"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/brucegarrett.com\/brucelog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=12643"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}