one foot in the closet

I don't know if I could ever be completely out. It seems like there will always be people I don't want to (or can't) tell I'm queer. My grandparents, friends from church, co-workers...
Perhaps I'd change my mind if I ever had a girlfriend... but who knows.

I wish I could tell my dad... my mom and sister already know so he's the only member of my immediate family who doesn't have a clue... but perhaps it's best to keep it that way for now. He's so heterocentric that the notion probably hasn't crossed his mind...

Thinking about all this makes me sad...