In honor and recognition of all the people coming out as their "true selves", unashamed of who they are, I felt it was finally time to come out of the closet as who I really am. I can't hide my identity any longer.
The truth is, through a long struggle with reality, I've become a persistent man. I have learned that hard work is the only answer to tough problems. Not only that, I have discovered that I take a certain perverse pleasure in hard work. It gives my brain and body a workout and produces results I can't obtain sitting on the internet, gazing at a phone, or napping on a couch. I just can't help myself.
I've also become a perpetual optimist, a vice I admit has its drawbacks. I'm always looking for the good in people and situations. Some people call it stoicism, but I believe in a God who has a purpose for everyone and everything, and that that purpose is good, so even though pessimism may seem more intuitive, I choose optimism as a matter of personal mental health maintenance.
I've also learned that I am a closet servant. You might look at my white skin and assume I carry that evident privilege around like an ace up my sleeve, but I have found that seeking to serve others produces the right attitude in me in almost all circumstances. I can't help by try to be helpful. It's not so much the way I was born, I have learned that it is the best way for me to function in a society full of people who are motivated by self interest, and it's also the key to happiness.
My final confession is that I am a student, always and until the end. The moment I reach a level of conceit where I believe I have settled any science, I have just voided my right to argue any point on the merit of facts. I will always look to learn new things from the people I serve and in the situations I find myself. I do my best not to approach life with an abundance of false confidence, preferring instead to think of myself as an opportunistic learner.
It's just who I am. I hope you can accept me for who I have chosen to be.