
sent as a messege to me on facebook from ricky a few people here have been sent this already... This wasnt me who came out, It was someone I really like, a member here, Ricky.
"I had a feeling"
that today I would come out to Mom. A few weeks ago, I picked out a day to come out to her and wrote it down: August 25th. So it's fate, I guess.
This is how it's gonna happen: I printed out an article someone sent me about how God doesn't hate gays and loves everyone equally. I put it on my desk. She's gonna walk me to the train station, once we get there I'm going to ask her to read it, but not tell her what it is, and I'll ask her to call me once she's finished reading it. When she calls, I'm just going to tell her about how I'm gay, how I've known for years now, how it's just natural, etc.
I'm gonna get my haircut and I'm going to be working on a project in the Library. So chances are, if she does as I asked her, she'll call me then.
I'm also packing some essential things that I might need in case she gives me the boot. I'm actually going to call my best friend Nick now and explain, he knows how homophobic Mom is, and I'll ask him should anything go wrong if he could let me spend the night at his place.
Whatever you do after you get this message, don't worry about me. I'm going to be fine.
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Christ, man, that takes
Christ, man, that takes guts. It's really brave of you to come out to your mom if she's really that bad. All I can do is wish you luck. Tell us how it goes. And of course, if you need to talk, I (like everyone else on Oasis, I know...) am a PM away.
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Wow!That seriously must have
Wow!That seriously must have taken so much guts to do.I wish you luck.I hope it all goes well!
No one can make you feel inferior without your consent-Eleanor Roosevelt
Good
Good luck!
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I travel 'round the block
And I'm not looking to my right
I feel the glass against my cheek
And I can't see you in the light
I break my heart around this
John, breath. It was
John, breath. It was alright, I told you so! :) C'mon, smile and breath. Go pet your mom's cat or something and de-stress!
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