Coming Out, Coming Clean

_{I’ve spent the better part of the last fifteen years of my life trying to figure out how to label me. It’s not something I take lightly. I’ve shied away from it for a long time, too afraid of putting myself into a box in some sort of category. Especially when I was never certain that I could adequately describe what I felt. (Feeling a lot of nothing makes labels hard to come by) Not to mention the fear of ‘what are they going to say or do?’ Sometimes it’s not as easy as people think to just tell your loved ones that 'normalcy’ or what they consider it isn’t your normal.} 

_{For the first almost 13 years I threw around everything. But, nothing felt right. Nothing was exactly the way it should be. The things that should sit the right way and make you feel whole, warm, fuzzy and accepted just weren’t there. (I dealt with feeling very empty and lonely. On some levels I still do)}

_{It wasn’t until the last two years I really realized that while yes I can appreciate the appeal of another person. (Believe me I look at a few people and know what other people find attractive about them) however, that’s where it ends. My interest in most lies in the 'wow I bet they’re interesting to talk too’ or something like that. Feelings for me rarely extend beyond that. There are those rare occasions when I’ve been having a hard time dealing with my depression and I think 'man it would be great to have someone to cuddle with right about now’ but, on a normal day even that seems like too much for me.} 

_{Coming to terms with this has caused me pain and I’ve hurt a few people along the way but in the end I think that I did what was best for me. To this day I still have a hard time talking to my family about everything. Truthfully I don’t really do it because I’d rather not deal with the fallout from it all. A part of me still has a hard time coming out and saying “Hey I’m ace and that’s just the way it is.” There’s this fear of rejection, misunderstanding and judging that I don’t know that I can deal with after such a long and difficult personal trip. (Truthfully this is such a deep seated fear it’s hard to explain)}

Opinions Are Like...

There is the phenomenon going on right now here on Tumblr. One where people are being referred to as stalkers and/or creepers  by people who do not know them. Whether you like it or not you are forming your opinions of some people based on hearsay and rumors. Sure some people may be doing the things that you are saying which I am not saying is right BUT it is not up to you to chastise anyone. I am not saying anyone is right or wrong. You have a right to your opinion and the right to say what you will but, you are no better when throwing accusations around when you do not know the story.
Tom Hiddleston is a grown man. If people were legitimately making him uncomfortable there are many things that he could do to remedy the whole situation. It is very discouraging that instead of understanding that he does not need you nor I to stick up for him people want to become his voice. He has one.. He also knows how to use it. I would love to be able to say he has fans and he appreciates his fans and so forth but the fact of the matter is I am not going to speak for him.
I am also not speaking for the people that are being called these names. I am speaking as someone who has watched from the sidelines when people are being chastised for things that are none of anyone’s concern.
People posting that they are glad this isn’t happening in their country. That people should not be doing this and so forth. Well, I hate to break it to all of you but there are people in every country all over the world that do things that others would label as crazy or creepy or even as a stalker.Just because it is not happening there right now does not mean it has not ever nor will not ever. It just means that to this point you know of nothing.
Until there comes a time when someone specifically asks people not to wait outside to try and catch a glimpse of him then really it isn’t stalking  by definition. Sure it may be obsessive but not stalking. As for checking into the hotel he is in. You know if that is what people want to do with their money no one said that they can not stay at the same hotel. I AM NOT SAYING IT IS RIGHT. But, I am only saying that it is not up to anyone else to raise such a stink about it.
Making someone feel guilty for meeting him is not fair to anyone. It sounds like jealousy. I personally, have no opinion either way on the subject. I do however, have an opinion on others throwing accusations around. It is wrong. You may disagree with what is going on but, there is a proper and improper way to deal with such situations. Hate mail is not proper and kinda crazy.
Each and everyday there are things going on to be upset and opinionated about. Things that have more of an impact on the world than eight or nine girls sitting outside of a hotel.  Only Lovers Left Alive  will be done filming this week and Detroit  can go back to normal. Everyone will turn their attention to fans in other places doing the so called crazy, creepy, and stalking things that people here are being accused of. It happens everywhere, everyday, and all over the world. This is not just some sort phenomenon specific to Detroit or Michigan or USA.
This is just my opinion. Hate it or not it does not concern me. Think me wrong or right it has no effect. Just like what I am saying will likely have no effect on you. I figured though that if everyone else was going to be so opinionated I was going to put my thoughts in.
Questions to me will be addressed. Comments in the form of questions will be addressed also.
Have a wonderful day.