I am gay. I spent most of my life to this point either oblivious or aggressivly running from this fact.
I have a failed marriage that failed for mundane reasons. I have a daughter I love. I have dated a few girls here and there.
I have been so bloody terrified of what I am. When I was a kid in the 80's being gay meant you were the pedophile on the corner.
Being a teen in the 90s that hadn't improved by much. When I realized I was at least bi I only came out to one person in my Senior year because all I could think about was the then recent deaths of gay teens.
I am finally accepting who and what I am. It's hard though I spent so long building in my mind this image of how I was "supposed" to be. The catalyst was catching up with an old friend a girl that knew me back when I was first stepping out into the world.
I dated her for a couple of months. I have realized dating her I was forcing myself not just to be straight but that I was so desperate to be straight I was going to leave the city I love to be with her so that I could be someone else.
I am finally accepting that I can't run. I can't change. I can't be some guy from hoboken. I gotta be me.
I am bloody terrified. I turn 30 this year and lived through a lot of adventures. My life hasn't even started yet. I have spent the last 5 years hiding in my apartment getting more and more distant from the outside world. Now I have to step out there and I am bloody terrified.
Sorry for the rant.
I have a failed marriage that failed for mundane reasons. I have a daughter I love. I have dated a few girls here and there.
I have been so bloody terrified of what I am. When I was a kid in the 80's being gay meant you were the pedophile on the corner.
Being a teen in the 90s that hadn't improved by much. When I realized I was at least bi I only came out to one person in my Senior year because all I could think about was the then recent deaths of gay teens.
I am finally accepting who and what I am. It's hard though I spent so long building in my mind this image of how I was "supposed" to be. The catalyst was catching up with an old friend a girl that knew me back when I was first stepping out into the world.
I dated her for a couple of months. I have realized dating her I was forcing myself not just to be straight but that I was so desperate to be straight I was going to leave the city I love to be with her so that I could be someone else.
I am finally accepting that I can't run. I can't change. I can't be some guy from hoboken. I gotta be me.
I am bloody terrified. I turn 30 this year and lived through a lot of adventures. My life hasn't even started yet. I have spent the last 5 years hiding in my apartment getting more and more distant from the outside world. Now I have to step out there and I am bloody terrified.
Sorry for the rant.
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