Now we all love andygirl, who is a great presence on these boards. But I’d like to pause here for a minute to thank her for doing something that meant a lot to me.
Several months ago, I was an emotional wreck. The triple-threat combo of leaving home, coming out of the closet, and looking for IRL support that didn’t come (ironically, considering my best friend refers to this school as “The Land of Homosexuality”) took its toll on me. I rarely left my room, had frequent and horrible attacks of depression, contemplated suicide, and spent most of my time crouched in front of my computer reading the SDMB. I think my emotional state at the time can be summed up pretty well in this self-portrait. (When I drew it, I thought it was funny and cute - but if you look close, you can see what a rough time I was having.)
One day, a thread called “Non-heterosexual women of the SDMB: A Poll” popped up in IMHO. I can’t seem to find it in a search, but believe me when I say my reply was a cry for help. The next time I checked my e-mail, I had a letter from someone with a dartmouth.edu address.
Andy mentioned that it sounded like I didn’t know many gay people and perhaps needed someone to talk/complain to. This was exactly what I needed. We kept e-mailing and occasionally IMing each other, exchanging stories and complaints.
This little bit of correspondence is priceless. After my old e-mail account went kaput, I forwarded all Andy’s e-mails to a folder named “Important Stuff” in my new account. I finally got to talk to someone who had had similar problems in my situation, and was willing to tell me the bad news as well as the good.
(Also, an aside to andygirl - thank you for not falling back on “Well, you’ll have a girlfriend of your own someday” like the few other people who tried to help me did. That does much more harm than good, imho.)
So, in short, I’m no longer depressed and worried over my sexual orientation, and I again feel like I can take whatever life throws at me. It’s been a long hard road, and while it’s by no means over, I’m at least able to get up and walk. Most of the credit for helping me goes to Andy - it’s because of her influence that I’m not still crouched in my room and massively depressed.
Andy, I am eternally grateful, and I am never going to forget this. I could say “thank you,” but that doesn’t even scratch the surface of what I want to convey. If I were a wandering samurai and andygirl were a feudal lord, I would walk up her, jam my sword in the ground, kneel down and swear to be her retainer, Ghost Dog-style. (For the 3 or 4 people who actually saw that movie.)
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And the rainbows are on their way. I estimate they show up in September, when I hopefully move to Da Big City and live in close proximity to eep! gay bookstores and theatres and whatnot. (“Theatres?” you say? I’M A HILLBILLY!!!)
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