Happy Friday Eve folks. I hope today is full of positive vibes for all as we are one day closer to the weekend. I thought I’d take the opportunity today to revive something I haven’t done in a while. And that’s Intimate Conversations with Tavion. I haven’t given you all a campfire story in a month of Sundays, so you all are long overdue. My story for this Thursday is in regards to why I don’t believe your first date with a guy should include his friends.
Happy Thursday Folks! Today marks an amazing day for me, because it is officially According to T’s anniversary. A year ago today, I answered my first question and posted my first response. It’s crazy to think that I’ve been blogging for 12 months. You all have to understand, I wasn’t sure I’d be doing this for a few months let alone for a year. I kind of thought I was running with this crazy idea that people wouldn’t buy into or understand. So I’m thankful for all the support and positive vibes I received from site visitors and those seeking advice. It’s honestly quite humbling.
As I’ve already shared in previous posts, when I first came out to my gay bestie, he gave me what I call my “Gay Immersion” course. He educated me on gay social networks like BGC Live and Adam4Adam (BGC/A4A). He introduced me to the good, bad, and ugly of the gay club scene (Gay Clubbing). And he showed me my first gay television shows in Noah’s Arc and The DL Chronicles, and first gay film in Noah’s Arc: Jumping the Broom. Besides the aforementioned things, he also gave me lessons on some slightly more important aspects of gay culture.
Before I was certain without a doubt that I was of the homosexual variety, I did happen to go on two dates with the opposite sex that I can remember. And both of those dates occurred when I was in undergrad. For those that are familiar with my other Intimate Convos posts, then you know I was pretty much a late bloomer when it comes to my personal life. First date, first kiss, first time in the hay, all happened when I was 21. So yeah, a late bloomer. But anyway, I decided to share my limited experience dating women.
I haven’t really talked a lot about my experiences coming out, so I thought I’d start sharing. When I finally came to accept myself for who I truly am after years of denial, depression, and self-hate, I decided that I would slowly start to tell some of those closest to me of my truth. I figured if I’m going to live my adult life the way I want to, I can’t do that by being unauthentic to those I call besties and family. One of the first ones up on my coming out tour was my college bff.
We all have that date that was so bad, you won’t ever be able to forget it even if you tried. You gave up time you’ll never get back to sit across a dinner table with someone too boring, too weird, or too fresh for your liking. While I’ve never been out with someone that had me running to the hills necessarily, I have been on a few first dates that didn’t result in a second. For the sake of this conversation, let’s talk about my dates with “Mr. Freddie Brooks” and “Mr. Charm City.”