Scarface
August 3rd, 2010, 10:33 PM
Set Me free
To those that know,
For the people that know me, I am gay... I have been all my life. It's another thing in my life that I thought was wrong with me. Another difference that set me apart from the rest of the world. That didn't make me "normal". That made me feel worse not only about my life, but who i was as person. I was always told as a kid by my family, that gays are the scum of the earth. Cross dressing sickos that have sex in public bathrooms. It was always drilled into my mind by them that they were the worst sort of being. My father told me even as a kid, "Anthony, if I EVER find out you're gay I'll kill you then myself". It made me fear. Even more than I was already going through.
I always thought to myself why I had to be so whacked out. Why I had to be different. What made me think like this? Why can't I just be like everyone else. As I got older, my stronger attraction for guys became stronger. That's where my self hatred got worse because of my paranoid attitude. I could always hear my families voices in my head, "They are worthless no body's, they are always trying to make straight people gay, Spreading their disease." I had no one else in my family (That I knew of) that was gay. I only had myself. No one to talk to about what was really going through my mind. They always told me that gays weren't born gay they were made gay.
When I was living in California I had a friend that I had practically went to school with since the first grade. At the time we were just about 14. Well him and I were talking and I finally couldn't help, but sharing with him all of these thoughts that I've had. That I liked guys. His response was, "I've had a lot of the same feelings" and he gave me a hug. At that moment I felt safe. I felt so much better about myself. I felt like I wasn't such a freak like it's not just me that has strong attractions for the same sex. Well that same year we got very close as friends and we could talk about anything together. I felt on top of the world with him. I loved him is what I finally realized. This had went on for a while where we would hang out everyday and talk for endless hours either hanging out or going places, just to have each others presence. We were talking one night outside of his house where I finally conjured up the strength to ask him out. I did. We went through our concerns of people finding out and we agreed we would keep it to ourselves.So he accepted! That was one of the happiest days of my life. I had finally had a boyfriend. Someone that loved me, someone that had the same feelings as me..
We had gone out for almost 3 years before a lot of drama happened inside my house with my mother and I had to go and live with my dad.
Never feel ashamed of yourself of the way you feel. Never feel like you're not "normal" because there is no normal. If there was a normal people would have the same feelings, same likes and dislikes get married have kids and live happily ever after. That's not how it always works. Just because you like the same sex, never think there's something wrong with you. Remember you were born this way. I always wanted to feel accepted and have that feeling of pride within myself. You can have that. You can feel proud of who you are. You can show your true colors because it's who you are and nobody and I mean nobody can tell you who you are. Even though a lot of times religion can get in the way and also other family thoughts, but never feel like you have to hide it forever or put a false front on to show you are the way they want you to be.
It's when you finally come to accept who you are as a person and learn to finally be happy. To be the inner you, to show your true colors that set you free.
~Ronnie
To those that know,
For the people that know me, I am gay... I have been all my life. It's another thing in my life that I thought was wrong with me. Another difference that set me apart from the rest of the world. That didn't make me "normal". That made me feel worse not only about my life, but who i was as person. I was always told as a kid by my family, that gays are the scum of the earth. Cross dressing sickos that have sex in public bathrooms. It was always drilled into my mind by them that they were the worst sort of being. My father told me even as a kid, "Anthony, if I EVER find out you're gay I'll kill you then myself". It made me fear. Even more than I was already going through.
I always thought to myself why I had to be so whacked out. Why I had to be different. What made me think like this? Why can't I just be like everyone else. As I got older, my stronger attraction for guys became stronger. That's where my self hatred got worse because of my paranoid attitude. I could always hear my families voices in my head, "They are worthless no body's, they are always trying to make straight people gay, Spreading their disease." I had no one else in my family (That I knew of) that was gay. I only had myself. No one to talk to about what was really going through my mind. They always told me that gays weren't born gay they were made gay.
When I was living in California I had a friend that I had practically went to school with since the first grade. At the time we were just about 14. Well him and I were talking and I finally couldn't help, but sharing with him all of these thoughts that I've had. That I liked guys. His response was, "I've had a lot of the same feelings" and he gave me a hug. At that moment I felt safe. I felt so much better about myself. I felt like I wasn't such a freak like it's not just me that has strong attractions for the same sex. Well that same year we got very close as friends and we could talk about anything together. I felt on top of the world with him. I loved him is what I finally realized. This had went on for a while where we would hang out everyday and talk for endless hours either hanging out or going places, just to have each others presence. We were talking one night outside of his house where I finally conjured up the strength to ask him out. I did. We went through our concerns of people finding out and we agreed we would keep it to ourselves.So he accepted! That was one of the happiest days of my life. I had finally had a boyfriend. Someone that loved me, someone that had the same feelings as me..
We had gone out for almost 3 years before a lot of drama happened inside my house with my mother and I had to go and live with my dad.
Never feel ashamed of yourself of the way you feel. Never feel like you're not "normal" because there is no normal. If there was a normal people would have the same feelings, same likes and dislikes get married have kids and live happily ever after. That's not how it always works. Just because you like the same sex, never think there's something wrong with you. Remember you were born this way. I always wanted to feel accepted and have that feeling of pride within myself. You can have that. You can feel proud of who you are. You can show your true colors because it's who you are and nobody and I mean nobody can tell you who you are. Even though a lot of times religion can get in the way and also other family thoughts, but never feel like you have to hide it forever or put a false front on to show you are the way they want you to be.
It's when you finally come to accept who you are as a person and learn to finally be happy. To be the inner you, to show your true colors that set you free.
~Ronnie