A couple of weeks ago I had an opportunity to revisit the awkwardness of coming out poly to a total stranger.
Here’s what happened: My husband and I were at a store that sells exercise equipment. Anticipating a run on machines due to the closure, and/or hesitancy around attending gyms, I thought, “let’s get something now!” After trying a few machines, with a very anxious salesperson nipping at our heels, I said to my husband “let’s have Cindy come in and try the ones we like.” “Who is Cindy, your daughter?” the salesperson queried. I was thrown into the many dozens of times that question has been asked of me, remembering back to the first time our 5-year-old son asked that question “Who is Cindy?”
How I answered the salesperson is less interesting to me than the feeling of being put on the spot to respond with the truth or a simple none of your business…well maybe not so simple. So let’s visit, or revisit coming out, or coming in as the case may be.
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