What is it like to be gay? I'm talking about my story, so please don't blame me or put me under a common denominator! Just like hetero people don't shout about their sexuality. I just hope I don't bore anyone! :) I am currently a 19 year old student. As with every person, so with me, the ups and downs alternated. I'm glad I knew from a young age that I was gay and that I was attracted to boys. Maybe I grew up faster, I don't know, but I felt it in me and I knew that my life would never be like the one in the movies. And here came the already cruel slap of fate, if I may say so - the moment when I realized that you have to build happiness in a way where you have nowhere to read how to do or learn in school, or from his parents ..
Of course, you can always share with your family (when you are mature enough and confident in what you are, but there is no support until then, because maybe your "problem" is well hidden, or maybe you are afraid that you may your own parents, close or distant relatives to reject you, just because you want to be with a man ..) Here I slipped a little more, but this is the first time I write such a story. So in first grade at school, I didn't have a problem with being gay. We were little and I was just getting to know myself, and I didn't have time to think so deeply about the situation from games. Growing up, I obviously started to feel gayer.
Some of the children were extremely rude to me, attacked me, cursed me, but the hardest thing was to ignore ... neglect in some way .. and it hurt a lot, I started to shut myself in, I had girlfriends, girls with whom I got along very well, but boys, I had almost no friends. I changed schools due to problems mainly of a sexual nature, but I did not lose hope. I never got angry with anyone because I didn't want to afford it. I knew that people were either mentally developed enough or not. And the latter were the ones who insulted and they stumbled and didn't care. But you get up and keep going. In my family, I had a problem with my sister, who felt good about me, but always criticized and insulted me ... in private, without the presence of other people. I became very estranged from her, we didn't communicate, I didn't share, she too ... I didn't want to think about a relationship with a boy, I was too surprised by what was coming at me. Friends guys also did not attract ..
My hobbies included painting, music, various spiritual books, wisdom, and so on. Things quite far from football, discussing chicks, etc. Of course, I also liked sports, computer games, boys' things in general, but the boys didn't give me a chance to show myself, to reveal myself ... And it hurt. I haven't had a boyfriend until now. I've had contact with 4 guys so far, but I'm not even experienced in it. Simply because it takes a long time to overcome these past wounds that have affected in one way or another what I am now. I can say that the difference between being gay and straight, at least for me, was fighting every day.
To move "right", to behave "right", not to allow me to relax so much with people, because I knew that at some point something would be felt, it was just happening, but I couldn't become a robot and stop functioning the way I felt nature had created me. I never allowed myself to change radically. I haven't tried to pretend to be straight, but rather to be neutral, to be less conspicuous. I hadn't told anyone close that I was gay until I was 17.
Then I decided that my closest friends would find out. A moment I thought would be hellishly difficult. It turned out to be normal, some accepted me, others did not, others automatically wrote me off, but I realized who cared about me. I felt liberated but incomplete. Parents and relatives do not know yet, this is in the future. I am now in a period of my life in which I feel a worthy person, normal like all other people, just with different sexuality. I kept my quality of being good and tolerant of others. I always try to look the other way because I know what it's like to be rejected by your own "flock." And I feel that people are starting to accept gays little by little, not discriminating against them as much, but the negative is still being felt. Now I think, why am I writing this story? Because I think that with my personal experience I can help someone in a difficult moment of his life, or show someone that there is this type of problem, which is still a problem.
And that in fact, we are all human, we carry souls, we have hearts, we love, we cry, we laugh, we seek happiness and peace, we try to help and we fight problems. I wish everyone a lot of love and happiness in life :)! And do not lose hope! not to discriminate against them so much, but the negative is still felt. Now I think, why am I writing this story? Because I think that with my personal experience I can help someone in a difficult moment of his life, or show someone that there is this type of problem, which is still a problem.
And that in fact, we are all human, we carry souls, we have hearts, we love, we cry, we laugh, we seek happiness and peace, we try to help and we fight problems. I wish everyone a lot of love and happiness in life :)! And do not lose hope! not to discriminate against them so much, but the negative is still felt. Now I think, why am I writing this story? Because I think that with my personal experience I can help someone in a difficult moment of his life, or show someone that there is this type of problem, which is still a problem.
And that in fact, we are all human, we carry souls, we have hearts, we love, we cry, we laugh, we seek happiness and peace, we try to help and we fight problems. I wish everyone a lot of love and happiness in life :)! And do not lose hope! we laugh, we seek happiness and peace, we try to help and we fight problems. I wish everyone a lot of love and happiness in life :)!
And do not lose hope! we laugh, we seek happiness and peace, we try to help and we fight problems. I wish everyone a lot of love and happiness in life :)! And do not lose hope!
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What is the conclusion? Being gay is not good.