So this weekend, I spent time with the family, as I’m sure many “American Famillies” did in light of July 4th. It was very pleasant until a younger cousin of mine went on a rant about all the gay kids in her school and how she can not even stand in the same room as a gay person. She says, they are all over the place. Someone else would chime in saying,” when guys go gay they’re gay forever, but with girls they just go through a phase of liking girls. I’m thinking to my self, “this is a long ass phase I’m dealing with.”
It’s terrible when your family has a conversation about their disapproval of gay people and you’re trapped in the closet, cracking the door thinking you’re about to bust out and be free. After that rant was over, I wanted to scream out “well I’m gay, now what!?”
Really, what would they do? I can imagine everyone’s jaw dropping followed by awkward silence and discomfort felt by all. At that point, I would have probably headed for the door.
I’m growing tired of tormenting my self for the mere comfort of others.
