Cracks: Unapologetic Essays on Growing Up and Getting Gay
By Melissa Sher
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"I'm still learning in my thirties what I wish I was taught at twelve—that what's actually normal and not worth hiding is who we become after childhood ..."
Whether you had a hard time making friends outside of school, sat speechless as a stripper talked to you from the stage, or realized you're gay a little late in life, Cracks will help you take solace in the fact that you weren't the only one. As Melissa comes to terms with a new sense of self, she takes the reader through sometimes comical, possibly uplifting, and definitely cringe-worthy moments from childhood to adulthood while growing up and getting gay.
Melissa Sher
Melissa lives in Portland, Oregon with her wife and three dogs. When she’s not working or running around in the woods with one of the terriers she is over-caffeinated at one of the city’s million coffee shops reading or writing essays.
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Cracks - Melissa Sher
CRACKS: UNAPOLOGETIC ESSAYS ON GROWING UP AND GETTING GAY
This book is based on true events. The author has tried to recreate events, locales, and conversations from memory. To maintain anonymity, the author may have changed the names of individuals and places. Some events have been slightly altered for entertainment, and some dialogue has been recreated.
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CRACKS: UNAPOLOGETIC ESSAYS ON GROWING UP AND GETTING GAY 2020 Melissa Sher
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All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be recorded, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise, without prior written permission from the publisher.
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Published by Girl and Dog Publishing
Portland, OR
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Cover Design by Make Your Mark Publishing Solutions
Editing by Make Your Mark Publishing Solutions
Drawings by Melissa Sher
ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS
It takes a whole lot of people to raise a human and a whole lot of people to turn that human’s life into a book.
To those who raised me: Mom and Dad, thank you for making reading such an important thing in my life. Thank you also for letting me be me as a kid and keeping my hair short so a lot of these stories could exist today. Love you both. Emily J., thank you for cueing me into the butthead
I really am and honestly putting my life on a path I never would have explored. Naime, thank you for being the kindest friend during the weirdest times. Kimberly, I could not have done any of the last six years without you. Thank you for the space and support in my writing. And Kat, thank you for taking that shot of Fireball and never not hanging around me since. Your encouragement while I wrote this book has been the thing that kept me doing it.
To those who helped with the book: Mr. Pierson, thank you for being the English teacher who made me love writing. Thank you, Kelly Cutchin for basically being my therapist and forcing me to figure out what I was actually trying to say in all of these essays. You’re the best writing coach that exists. Thank you, Monique D. Mensah for making my dreams come true and turning a lot of years of writing into a thing I can hold and read. The work you do and the patience you have while doing it is inspiring.
To those still figuring things out: Thank you for being you, no matter who you are. It is the most freeing and important thing you can do for yourself and also for those who you might not even know are looking to you as an example.
DEDICATION
For Desi. Be you no matter what they tell you.
POP
There are two types of people: those who hate Halloween and those who have costume bins they talk about all the time. I have zero costumes, probably because costumes are expensive and take up space. During my twenties, my living arrangements were:
A rented room in a house
A 1960s truck camper (shared with someone)
The left side of a friend’s couch (shared with a cat)
A basement
My jobs were:
A personal trainer
A waitress at a gluten-free fish house (their slogan: If it smells like fish, eat it)
A rafting guide
A bicycling guide
5-123. More serving positions
There you have it—a picture of success. So unless I wanted to purchase costumes with the quarters found under my portion of the couch, I wouldn’t be fun
at Halloween for some time.
When I was trying to date men circa 2010, I met a guy named Vince, and he asked me to a party that October 31. I hear the name Vince,
and I picture a man not quite tall enough, who knows he’s not quite tall enough and has an attitude to compensate for what he lacks in inches (likely everywhere). He might own a leather vest and definitely wears shirts that exclusively let the top inch of his chest hair billow from the collar. Gross. I didn’t have a hard and fast rule about not dating Vinces, but I should have. That said, I wasn’t the type of gal who was inundated with dating propositions, so I accepted his invitation.
As stated previously, I had no costumes and, as a rule, anyone who goes to a Halloween party as an adult sans alternate identity is a L.O.S.E.R. Too poor for costume purchase, I threw on a cowboy hat my roommate had, a men’s oversized button down plaid shirt that I’d gotten at the Goodwill and wore on rafting trips (work uniform), and jean shorts, which stopped at a respectful one inch above the knee, that I wore on the daily. If it’s not already, it should be made clear that this was not a hot cowgirl
costume. This was more like if the hot cowgirl had a creepy, sad uncle—This would be what he wore. Nevertheless, I persisted.
I made my way to Vince’s house, and when he opened the door, his reaction to me and/or my costume was, Oh.
He chuckled and followed it up with, You look like a fucking dyke.
This was our first date, and that was literally his first sentence to me. I don’t remember my response, but I do remember not turning around and walking the heck out, which would have been the only appropriate one. Instead, I went into his apartment and waited for him to get ready.
Shockingly, nothing amounted to the night with Vince. It ended rather abruptly when I found out he was over ten years my senior (gag). Just as well for him, the party was rife with slutty nurse costumes way less dykish
than my cowgirl. I went home to sleep before ten—We both won.
Rewind ten Halloweens.
Upon entering adolescence, bad
features are worn like scarlet letters, seeming, to us, to be the only thing the rest of the world sees. I remember puberty not as a slow, forgiving process but as waking up one morning suddenly not a kid anymore. At this time, masking ourselves becomes popularized. What we looked like in our minds was what we thought we were worth as a people. Our zits were covered with foundation that made them worse, our body odor disguised with arguably more horrible-smelling deodorant or cologne (Axe if you’re a kid of the ’90s), and our bodies cloaked in whatever clothing trends were in style. In a way, this constant covering-up charade likely formed a belief from a young age that, because our raw selves might be a little too much for the general public, measures should be taken to alter who we really are.
I was, let’s just say, unfortunate looking when my twelfth birthday came around. My nose decided to be the only element of my body not held back in growth by the gymnastics I did in childhood.