Homosexual Homosapein

Way back when...

                                                     I remember it like it was yesterday....

                      It all started in spring of 2013. I was just about finishing third grade when to of my "friends" (I use that term very loosely) asked me if I was gay. I didn't have enough time to reply because the second person had interrupted  and said, "gay means you like boys", before i could say yes (I now know that it doesn't necessarily mean you like guys.) the first person interrupted again and said "no that means you like girls!" Neither of them nor myself knew what any of those terms meant because, again, it was third grade. So I simply replied, "guys I'm straight." Later on in mid-fourth grade I started to feel a certain attraction to a girl I knew. I didn't want to tell anybody because, at the time, I naturally thought that it was wrong to like anyone of the same sex. I immediately thought I would go to hell because my grandmother was always speaking poorly of people with the homosexual sexuality.

                   Fat forward about sixth grade i started discovering myself. I had come to terms with my sexuality and finally knew why I had these feelings. But I still wasn't out of the closet. I couldn't handle the emotional stress of telling someone and then being bullied 24/7. But I came out to a few of my friends and they accepted me (It was more of a I don't care it doesn't matter type thing but you know).

                  My parents never really knew about what was going on because I decided to keep it hidden from them in hopes of never finding out. Sometime in 2015 my family had a conversation about a recent (recent in 2015) hate crime. It was about a gay guy who was murdered for, well, being gay. They (my step-dad mostly) were constantly talking about how certain gay guy walk around wearing purses and shit. Fast forward a year and...