*takes off "mentally-superior"/academic hat*
I'm really just a guy who was raised in a single wide trailer in rural Florida who loved to read. I couldn't go the direction of most kids, who could be popular and say all the right things. I only had my mind to defend me from the cruelty heaped on me by the kids my age. I discovered science-fiction, fantasy, and gaming. I started acting in high school.
By the time I was 12 I knew I was gay...I didn't know that word back then, so I thought of myself as "queer." It was terrifying, I couldn't run away from the kids, so I ran even more deeply into books. By the time I was 17 I had rejected Catholocism as my faith system and all of my attempts to hide my sexuality had been fruitless (at least by the high school faculty, who I discovered later, knew it all along)
I "ran" away from home at 17 into the arms of the military, this was the first of many mistakes I made trying to find my way in the wider world. I took a lover while I was in service. It was a miracle we weren't caught since we had sex in the enlisted dorms. I took an honorable discharge and early out when offered at three years. Skip forward two years to I was 22. I came out and I ran off and started making a career in the theater. It was the first time I was truly comfortable anywhere. I was finally surrounded by people that were like me. This was the middle 1980s. I had friends dying all around me from AIDS. Those were pretty grim days. I won't go into great detail about those times...maybe someday. Just imagine the horror of coming out and watching other gay guys dying around you.
Skip forward to 2007. I lost my grandmother and grandfather, the only people I ever really cared about in my family. Over the previous years I had a reasonable amount of lovers, but never anyone permanent. I had driven equal amounts of energy into my career and volunteering at LGBT centers. Losing my folks crushed me...and forced me to reassess my life. I wanted to do something meaningful for the gay community at large. After burying them both I took off to Europe alone for 40 days, I told my agent to leave me alone. When I came back I knew I had a talent for history that I had only used sparingly. When I got into university, I and others discovered I had a talent for academia. Not a wild sexy sort of moment for me.
The fact is I was never a terribly outgoing guy. I have been given a certain amount of good looks that I kept through not smoking and going to the gym, I was always too shy in private to take a vast amount of lovers. Plus I am downright picky now, when I fall for a guy it is genuine and that person had to have set off a some sort of bomb to get my attention...and for it to last that guy has to be intelligent and make me laugh...cry...ahh, hell, he has to matter.
In the present my sheer cussedness, my hard work has gotten me into a PhD program. I know I can seem like a walking dictionary, but most of that is armor. My Catholicism is long behind me, but as other folks raised Roman Catholic can attest to, you never quite get it out of your system.
I suppose I am Bashir in some senses. Shy, awkward (or at least I feel that way), and loyal unto to death to my friends and those I care about.
That's me...in the overview.
~J