MY FAMILY OF ALL PEOPLE

Being gay isn't the easiest thing, and I'm sure that anyone who is gay can relate to this statement. It is hard enough when, you, as a teenager battle with accepting yourself and often asking yourself "What is wrong with me"? It can bring up a lot of unpleasent thoughts to your mind, with me, even scuicide came to mind. I just wanted to be loved and accepted for the friendly guy I was. I wanted everyone to treat me with respect and care for my feelings.... Those were really dark times, hey.



Constant false accusations from family memebers who gang up on you.

 

Now, just when I think I am past those horrible events of being told just how inadequate, abnormal I am, my family starts doing that to me. If my my own fami, of all people doesnt understand or accept who and what I am, who will??? Is there, then, such a thing called love and happiness or is it all just a fairytale??/

Is this really my destiny?