I suppose it was just a matter of time.
My father found the site this morning, and is upset. That I talked about harboring a resentment all these years, that I hadn’t yet told him I am HIV-positive, among other things.
I suppose this was unavoidable; you can’t just post things on the Internet and expect certain people to never read it, or only read it when you’re ready. The costs of candor. Maybe I just just shut up for awhile. Or only talk about pop culture, you know, how fabulous was American Idol in Vegas, baby. Where’s my mountaintop? I need to go think.