Mission Possible: Step One GO.

... And that's about how liberated and light I feel right about now.

Step One: ACCOMPLISHED.

I came out to my brother as of this morning.

It's surreal to see that in writing. It hasn't even been 24 hours since The Talk as I write this and I still feel as though I'm walking through the clouds.

I had such trouble focusing at work afterward. Yes, my timing is impeccable -- he was awake since about 4:30 am and I was bustling about to prepare myself for the day by 6:30 am. It was interesting -- he kept buzzing about me while I was prepping my lunch/breakfast in the kitchen, something he normally doesn't do. It's like he could sense I needed to talk to him and he was sticking close by for when I was finally ready...

So yeah -- I told him. And it went as perfectly as I'd pictured, maybe even more so. I mean, both he and I attended an arts school for our high school, so we've both known numerous queer folk, but I know it can be startling to discover there's a gay gal living under your own roof. But no, he was excellent. He told me that when I come out to our parents, he will be there to support me if I need it and he even offered to sit with me and talk about how I would phrase my coming out to Mom and Dad. 

I mean, how freakin' awesome is he?

I reassured him and told him that our sister knows and has known for quite some time, so he can always talk to her about it, too. I know she and I have not quite discussed my being queer since I outed myself about 3 years ago. It's been a rough spot between us, not gonna lie. But, I figure with our brother in-the-loop, maybe she'll be more inclined to discuss it in the future.

 I still wish my original coming-out would have worked the way I'd imagined -- I wanted to tell my brother and sister at the same time. I was antsy to talk to them during my third-year Reading Week, so I jumped the gun a little there. But still, with a reaction like his was this morning, I wouldn't want to trade it for a 'What If...' scenario.

And for once, we were given a gorgeous day here in the GTA. With the warmth and the sunshine there, I was just overflowing with such a sense of ease. I felt secure with myself and I felt powerful and grounded. I just hope I didn't give the kid too much of a shock. That's a lot to process at that hour of the morning.

Next Step of Mission Possible: Talk to the 'Rents. Hrmm....