Hello! I'm Thistlebee! I am a twenty-nine-year-old Californian human! I'm in a committed relationship with my girlfriend of ten years, and said relationship is open. Tantalizingly open. Delightfully open! Gloriously open?
Less tantalizing, delightful and glorious is my social anxiety. Interacting with (most) humans builds up stress in my brainses, and I need time to myself to decompress. However, I've been told this anxiety doesn't show when I'm on a date. I attribute this to my non-degree in Theatre Arts leading to a non-career in acting. That, and I'm usually VERY excited to go out on dates, so that offsets the strain a bit.
In the last five or so years, I've become very aware of my privilege as a cis-gendered, heterosexual white man. I've learned all sorts of new terminology, such as "mansplaining," "male gaze," and "othering/eating the other." I do my best to be a feminist, LGBTQ and POC ally, but even then, "ally" is kinda becoming a safety zone, like "oh good I'm an ally now so I don't have to worry about this shit anymore." Suffice to say it is and will be an ongoing process, as well it should.
Also, while I very much enjoy playing video games, I can't really self-identify as a "gamer" anymore. The label is starting to say more about a person's politics and attitude than about their interests, and in the case of my fellow straight white men, it's saying we're juvenile, misogynist, racist, queer-phobic, and outright dangerous. Games are still my main hobby, though, and I intend to keep quashing hate in gaming when I see it.
Lastly, the internet tells me I'm INTJ, for those who like four-letter combinations.
If you're curious about my girlfriend, she's foulowl and she's awesome.
TL;DR: I'm a sometimes-awkward, late-twenties, Bay Area dork in an open relationship.