It just occurred to me that you might read my name and not know how to say it. It is pronounced Skitzo Leeee-zra. And only today did I realize that someone may assume that it could be Les-ra.
Not that there's anything wrong with that.
But I like dudes.
Here's the irony, my high school friend Leenie gave me the Skitzo Leezra moniker because I could be a moody bitch; skitzo, if you will. One day happy, the next day bitter. Not a lot has changed in the last 20 years.
But Leenie? She figured out she was gay, after being married for several years. Maybe that explains her teenage moodiness and ability to be my best friend one day and display complete coldness the next.
We speak every 10 years or so. She lives in Seattle now and I hope good things for her. She'd laugh if she thought her old nickname for me might cause confusion. She'd love that shit.