So the 30th was Gay Day. Actually it was Doctor’s day, but since 40% of the physician population is also Gay (at my workplace), I think it qualifies.
I try not to exclude gender identities or attractions, so I’ll say boyfriend or girlfriend, boy or girl, or none of the above. In my group with my Boys today, we were discussing social boundaries, and the topic of closeness to someone you’re intimate with as opposed to a stranger came up. Of course, when the Crazy Music Lady said “If it’s a matter of your girlfriend or boyfriend, then you’re likely to be much more comfortable closer to them, and I doubt you’ll want to shake their hand when you greet them” she was ‘whack’ and ‘bust’.
Obviously, my group was quite homophobic.
We also got into geometry. I think that you could do the Pythagorean theorem (that’s the right triangle one, right?) to determine appropriate social distance based on the height of two individuals. One of my patients tower’s nearly a foot and a half over me. If I were not myself, I would definitely not be comfortable within the standard 2.5 foot bubble to shake hands. He is GINORMOUS! It was interesting to observe that everyone else in the group would stop short of him as well when they were obviously comfortable much closer to people of their own height.
I smell research.
Anyway. Rainbows continued on into the evening when I played a game with my acutes in which the object is to come up with song titles on certain topics. We have a list of different topics and based on the rules of the game, each player has a minute to come up with the topic, otherwise they are out.
Of course rainbows is a topic.
Of course the song chosen by one of my lovelies was I’ll Cover You from Rent.
This child is SO LUCKY to have me as a music therapist. Well, I take that back, I’m sure there are lots of others who would have gotten it as well. I laughed and accepted the song as an appropriate answer, having gotten the joke, and went to start the music again, but Mr. Lovely goes on (this is not me stereotyping, this is him stereotyping his own voice)
“Oh my god you guys. Rainbows. You get it? From Rent? PuuhLEASE tell me you know about Rent and the GAY BOYS! Like MEEEE! Rainbow Love!”
It’s interesting how it almost always seems to work out that the unit’s consist of relatively tolerant people when our census includes someone that open. Adolescence is hard in and of itself. Psych Hospitals are super hard. Gay adolescence in a psych hospital. Thank goodness for small favors I suppose.
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