A little sunshine

I've been a lurker in this community for a long time, and I've thought about posting with long diatribes talking about how being in the closet and not feeling free to be yourself is soul-crushing and how terrible I feel sometimes, but tonight I wanted to make a post about how today when I stopped to get a coffee the girl behind the counter told me she liked my (shoulder-length) hair and that it suited me, and then gave me an extra espresso shot for free. I'm fighting hair loss and while it might not be the most obvious thing to others, it feels very obvious to me and I'm incredibly insecure about it.

As someone who at BEST presents like a queer guy, maybe she was just into me or being nice, but for a few moments, it felt like I got to be part of the girl club and it made me tear up a tiny bit as I walked away from the shop 🥲 (and also, who doesn't like a compliment from a pretty girl???)