It’s been about a week since I posted my #WalkAway video.
The response has been overwhelming.
I tried keeping up with all the comments at first, but I lost track a while ago. I feel like each person took the time to write a loving comment to me and I should respond with gratitude. Not just a canned response, but a heartfelt thank you. I don’t think I can even type that fast, though.
However, I’m doing pretty well keeping up with the messages and I think I’ve finally decided what I want to call my Blog. The idea has been bouncing around in my head for months and I’m pretty sure Michelle is sick of me talking about it. There couldn’t possibly be a better time for me to launch my blog idea and of course I came up with the perfect name in this whirlwind of new found inspiration.
The Closet on the Right
I mentioned the name to David Harris Jr when he called me to invite me onto his show. It was perfect. He would gladly tell his followers about my new site and Facebook page.
There’s only one problem. I don’t actually have one yet and his show is in 24 hours. No time to eat or sleep, I need to get to work.
“Insomnia is my greatest inspiration.” Jon Stewart
The show went great. I was nervous, so incredibly nervous, but it went very well. I’m a little surprised at how positive the response has been. People are flooding to my page and I’m still scrambling to get my site fully up and running. My new friends over at the Red Pill Pundit have been a tremendous help and the article they wrote about my video seems to be taking over the #3 spot on their trending blog list.
I know my video is resonating with people but I’m still in shock when people tell me how much it moved them. Little old me. Introverted, dog loving, Star Wars watching, political nerd, me. A few of my friends in real life have even seen the video and commented on it in the group. The reach is getting wider and wider.
The realization hits me like an elephant:
OH MY GOD MY FRIENDS!!! My friends are starting to see this. I didn’t remove it from my Activity Log! I mean, yeah I said I was “Coming Out” of my Conservative Closet on David’s show but my friends are going to see this!
What will they think? Will they think I hate them? Will they hate me? What should I do?
I need to talk to them and just let them know. Whatever happens, happens.
She knows something is wrong. I don’t ever act this way. After some small talk about her new job and meeting Dana White ( The UFC guy), I ask her if she had heard of #WalkAway Campaign.
She hasn’t, which I figured would be the case. I explain the premise of the movement and give a brief synopsis of my video.
Like me, she spent most of her life trying to live a traditional, “virtuous Christian” life that suppressed who she really was. Like me, she didn’t come out until her 30’s. She understands the life of living in a closet.
“I’ve been really afraid to talk to you about this because I know you are pretty liberal with politics and I’ve seen a few of the things that you posted about the situation down at the border. I don’t know if you know but I’m pretty conservative on most things but I don’t want that to ruin our relationship.”
I let her know how much I love her and our other friend that I mentioned in the video.
At this point, I’m sobbing. I’m waiting for the line to go dead. Or maybe screaming? Calm, ominous judgment? I actually don’t know what to expect.
“Lynz. I’m not going anywhere.”
Sobbing gets MUCH WORSE. The relief I feel can’t even be described. And then…shame? This was unexpected.
I’m ashamed that I actually thought one of my best friends would abandon me over politics. I doubted the strength of my relationship and the humanity of one of the most important people in my life over something like politics.
We ended up having a really great conversation where basically she reassured me and I vented about how sad I was that our country has come to this. She agrees.
She has to catch a flight to Seattle so I let her go.
She’s back from her trip and texts to me to see how I’m doing. I give her a run-down of the crazy week I’ve had.
Great advice, from an even greater friend.