Just before reading this I don't want to offend anyone with different religious views on the matter of gay and lesbian people so I'm sorry if this story offends anyone I just wanted to write something to give some hope to my friend who is going through a hard time with her parents about her sexuality. I'm sorry. E. <3
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There was once a time when people with darker skin were made to be slaves or sit at a certain end of the bus. The people of the world said no and so we put an end to such discrimination. Now we have a new race to discriminate against; those who are lesbian, gay or bisexual. It's not that much different to the discrimination those with darker skin received. You may say that "God" didn't make them this way and that it is a sin to love someone who happens to have the same body features but this isn't a choice to them, they are born this way and if you believe in God then he is the one who created them. If he didn't love them then why did he make them this way?
I have said this to myself a thousand times. But that still doesn't stop the words from hurting when they come out of her mouth. "You are an abomination. I can't believe that you would do this to me. I have given you a home and all my love and you betray me like this? You are filth. Do you hear me? Filth." This was my mothers reaction when I told her I was gay. I'm only 15 years old and my mother hates me for who I am.
For the past week I have been kept inside while my mother prays for my soul that I would be allowed into heaven. I shouldn't have told her. My friends have tried to reassure me that she doesn't matter and that I'm still beautiful to them. They have supported me through everything.
Mum walks into my room and yells at me as per usual for the 'disgrace' I have brought on the family. I don't pay attention to her words until she starts throwing everything I own into a bag, drags me out of my room and out the front door. She throws the bag on top of me and slams the door before locking it numerous times.
I had been thrown out of the home I always knew. I couldn't go to any other family members because they hated me too. I didn't want to be a burden on my friends so I went to find a quite place to sleep for the night.
I stayed in that same place with little food and water for 2 weeks before she saw me. The girl with beautiful long hair almost to the waist and a golden colour that shone in the sun light, eyes as blue as the ocean on a crystal clear day and lips the colour of strawberries. I didn't notice she had spoken till she laughed at how I was so obviously staring at her.
"Come with me. I'll help you find somewhere better to sleep." The girl (whose name I later discovered was Caitlyn) was not much older then me and yet she made sure that I found a place to stay. The people at child services made plans for me to stay with a foster family who were very kind.
The next 3 years of my life I won't go into detail about but I will tell you the important stuff. I moved from foster family to foster family and all the time keeping in touch with Caitlyn. We had become close friends though I was starting to feel as though I wanted more. I hardly spoke to many people and became the nerd at the back of the class that was always 5 chapters ahead of everyone else. I graduated from high school at the top of my class and now I'm ready to start the next chapter of my life.
Most of the foster families I had stayed with didn't know I was gay, by the time I got to the third one I had given up hope that they would accept me.
There was a time in there where the pain and depression got to be too much. I had tried to kill myself several times but every time she was there, waiting for me to wake up and forgiving me for it instantly. Caitlyn stayed by my side with everything. Even when I turned 18 and the family I was living with turned me out and I wasn't placed with another family, Caitlyn took me in and made sure I finished my education.
I don't want to go to university so I have made plans with a local bank to start a job with them, doing mathematic equations. Hopefully this can lead to a higher job placement in the future.
Caitlyn and I were sitting down in front of the television waiting for the Saturday movie to come on. It was then that we saw footage from the same sex marriage rally that we had to miss and who was there? My mother. With a sign saying that she is sorry and that she was wrong and that one day the rest of those who go against it will regret their decisions too. I almost died from shock.
My mother. The women who told me I was an abomination and kicked me out was fighting for the same cause I was. Caitlyn brought up the website and a video of an interview of my mother saying that she made the biggest mistake she could. All I could do was cry into Caitlyn's shoulder until I fell asleep in her arms.
***10 years later***
I'm standing at my wedding reception, Caitlyn as my new wife and my mother giving us praise at how beautiful the ceremony was and now all I can think is thank god I survived each time I lost my will power to hold on.
That job that would hopefully lead to more finally lead to a massive promotion to CEO of the bank. Caitlyn and I were expecting a foster child to arrive in a few weeks and I couldn't be happier.
Now I know that God did make me the way I am and that he does love me. I will go to heaven and have the life I was told so many times I could never have. Some days I think about how being kicked out of home helped me become the women I am today. Yes it was tough, but I would rather have gone through all the pain and have this happy ending then be miserable my entire life because I decided to pretend to be something I'm not.
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