- Sharing a wardrobe.
- Having to explain to straight people that neither of you is the ‘man’ in the relationship.
- Having to decide whether to chop off your hair and be recognized as a lesbian, or keep your hair long and be assumed straight.
- Listening to one of your family members awkwardly refer to your partner as your ‘friend’ or ‘roommate’.
- Having to converse with a work colleague who keeps casually mentioning Ellen Degeneres as a way of trying to tactfully decipher your sexuality.
- Being asked by acquaintances, “Do you have a boyfriend?”
- Knowing that the L Word character you like the most is not the same character you are most like.
- Getting distracted by porn every time you Google anything remotely lesbian related.
- Never knowing if it is yet safe to drop the word ‘she’ in, after continually using the gender-neutral term “my partner.”
- PMS: Pre-Menstrual Synchronisation.
- Trying to slink out of a room when the discussion topic suddenly becomes “How do lesbians have sex?”
- When saying “my girlfriend and I”, wondering if the person listening understands you mean partner and not a ‘girl friend’.
- Consistently finding yourself attracted to the only straight girl at the gay bar.
- Having to again listen to a man ask the disgustingly inevitable; “Can I watch?”
- Wearing your girlfriend’s wedgie-inclined pair of underwear by mistake.
- Deciding what your kids will call each of their mums to avoid confusion.
- Trying to participate in a conversation with your straight friends about “that hot guy with the dimples.”
- Australia’s biggest first-world problem: Tony Abbott.
Your blog is hilarious. Thank you so much to making me laugh. Rock on.
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How about ‘Watching the TV drama with the family when the storyline suddenly introduces a lesbian – and you can feel everyone watching you for a reaction.’
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these are pretty good! happy 2014
LMAO. I have sooo had the akward moment when people call my girlfriend my friend. In particular my mom.. She will use the term friend to others and I always look to my girlfriend immediately to see if I can gauge her reaction….(I wait in silence afterward because I know will have to hear about it) But hey it’s my mom sooo… Also It’s pretty hard being a femme, You get hit on by every guy, but I don’t feel the need to wear a sign on my chest saying lesbian to discourage them…dilemmas…