A story shared by Jamie.
I was a kid when I thought I liked girls. I did play with boys and girls both, but I always felt more comfortable and had more fun with girls. I tried to go out with boys, but I never really considered them a boyfriend. I was fifteen when I knew I liked girls and wanted to be with them for sure. I told my friends about how I felt because I thought they could accept me. I was right except for one person. She told her parents, who told my parents.
My friends where more supported than my family. My dad told me I had no idea what I wanted and my mom cried. I would liked to of been the one to tell them, but I was too late. My brother told me to stay away from him and his friends and my sister refused to sleep in the same bedroom with me. My family life was not good, but my friends were always there for me.
Today, I am 25 years old and have many friends. My family is still around, but they still have a hard time accepting who I am. I go to their house for holidays and things, but I was told to never bring a "friend" along. I was told that they would not accept that or have it in their home. It is not that my family is religious or anything, they just don’t like gays. Of course, they don’t like many people.
I have a girlfriend and we live together as a couple. Some day I would like to get married and have a family. My girlfriend feels the same way. I think that anyone who knows who they are and what they want should not be afraid to say it and show it. I never got discouraged when my family let me down because I had supportive friends. If you are gay, don’t be afraid to say it. We all deserve happiness and deserve respect.
I am gay and proud of it, not ashamed. I also believe in God, but I don't go to church. I drink a little and have never done drugs. I am a normal person with a normal life.
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