I always knew I was gay, even at a young age, and started to date and sleep with guys when I was still young too. It was a good time for me but where I grew up in a small community in the late 80s and early 90s it was hard to come out so you dealt with it yourself. In my community there were very few gay people and they were all closeted married men so who could you tell?
I talked to my sister and brother about it since they were in my age group and got mixed opinions on it. So I decided at the age or 17 almost 18 I had to come out.
Everyone in my community and school always said I was but I would never say to them I was. In my last year I decided to tell my friends and family.
So over Christmas dinner when we were all sitting around the table I decided to just say it when my mom was passing the food. It went something like this:
Pass the potatoes please
now the turkey and
yay! by the way I’m gay.
The place went quiet and all I remember is my parents saying ” We already knew and it was about time you told us”.
For a strict catholic family it was not a big thing. My parents, family and most my community still see me as this kind guy that everyone loves.
Even my 75 year old parish catholic priest said to me,”If that is all you have to go through in life you will be truly blessed and never let anyone tell you otherwise. In the eyes of God we are all his children.”
Those words have stuck in my mind to this day and I never let anyone ever put me down or hurt me. I treat everyone as equal and respect those that show me the respect I deserve.
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