My whole life I battled rumors from people in high school who thought that it was funny to take this one little piece of information about me that they obtained from a lying, deceiving source and spread it around, throw it in my face every chance they had. I went from the funny outgoing kid, to the recluse quiet shy guy who didn’t have much esteem. I dated girls to support my lie, and I became best friends with the straightest guys I could.
After high school I couldn’t take it anymore. I told myself I would never date another girl, and I would never ever come out so this is how my life was going to be. Skip a couple years later and my biggest regret is doing what I thought was best for me all along.
One day I met someone and everything changed. I was so happy about this person that I wanted to shout it to the world but I couldn’t. I finally summed up the courage to tell my friends, and unlike what I imagined all along they all were very supportive. I was told, “I always knew something was wrong but I didn’t know how to help.”
Six months later I finally summed up the courage to tell my mother. And this is the result. If you are reading this I will tell you, please consider it. I never thought anyone would be accepting, but I was completely wrong.