I can finally said it's done! After two years of being back, two years of thinking about how to get in touch with the gay community in Forssa, 2 years of trying to make friends and trying to "infiltrate" the gay community in Finland...I can proudly announce the first ever gay pride party @Bar 54 in Forssa!
Life's a fickle little thing. You never know where your decisions are gonna lead you. I've been thinking about my decisions a lot lately. Is it just a bad luck when your life sucks? When I was sending out job application after job application in USA and getting nowhere and my "deportation" date was getting closer and I felt more depressed and helpless each day...was that just bad luck or was it how everything was supposed to go?
When I think about all the great things I got to experience there, was that just luck, or is there a moment in my past where everything changed and took me to that particular path? Obviously TLW is a big part of all that, but I think I can pin point a moment from before that, that changed my path. Choosing to go to UK as an au pair.
Decisions.
I don't do well without direction in my life. I don't do well when others are in control of my destiny, of my life. No matter what I did, no one in USA was hiring me. I can safely say that at some point I gave up. I got depressed. What's the point of sending applications when nothing is going to come of them? When I came back and was under the impression that T would follow me, I perked up a little. Then the break up happened, and there was nothing I could do about it. I wasn't in control of my life. And nobody understood what I was going through. There's only so much that a married Finnish hetero people can understand about my cross-the-pond legal woes and heartache.
The decision to go get trained as a gay advocate was one of the best I've made since coming back to Finland. It brought new friends to my life, who have been so great, so great. And they are coming to the Pride Party. Just because I asked them to.
Internet. The decision to contact Noora has lead to this. One fine Friday night at the roof terrace we were using our gaydars for good, e.g. checking people out and talking about their gayness. Which lead to "wish we could be sure," which lead to "I wish we had a gay bar in Forssa," which lead to "What if we organized a party"...which lead to an impromptu advertisement pitch to the owner of the bar. And here we are. He said yes. He gave us 3 days to choose from. And we chose October 19th, 2012. We have a place, a date, a person creating a poster for the event, a Facebook page for the event, and a facebook event created for the event. We also have me coming out PUBLICLY in a magazine to promote the party.
Go to facebook.com/ForssaPride and share and like it, please!