Every year since I’ve turned 18, I’ve written to Ellen DeGeneres for our birthday (January 26th). This year, I decided to reflect on how much I’ve changed since I first wrote to Ellen. (I have a 1500 character limit so forgive the abbreviations.)
How have you changed since you were 18?
This is perhaps a futile attempt at a letter to you, as I’ve written to you every year since I’ve turned 18, but it’s a tradition to wish us a happy birthday!
When I was turning 18/ you were turning 50, I was a senior in high school, writing to you because you were funny & could dance, but really because you were the strongest lesbian role model I could see. Being a closested high school senior wasn’t fun, but your show would always make me dance.
When I was turning 19, my letter to you was very weak, as was I. I was sickly, anemic, & recently diagnosed with ulcerative colitis. It was also my first year of college, and I was finally starting to see who I was.
For 20, I was living the high life. I was on the Dean’s list. I was a RA in a luxury hotel because my university ran out of housing.
For 21, I was fed up with having a winter birthday. I decided to throw a celebrity themed costume party. My ex and I dressed up as you & Portia. Our love didn’t last, but my love for you did. Portia’s book also helped me, a lot.
For 22, I sent a song to you online. I briefly forgot I couldn’t sing. The internet wasn’t kind, but oddly enough I ended up starting my blog & finding my niche on the web.
Last year, at 23, I freaked out. The 23 curse of love & change in my family’s life scared me.
Now, I’m turning 24, happy, engayged, a hs English teacher, & making a difference every day.
Happy birthday to us! Thank you for inspiring me so many years ago to be me.