hey, it took my a long fucking time to love and accept myself after learning my sexuality.
it's hard, when you grow up with people throwing the words "gay" and "fxg" around as insults. when it was never discussed, so you shoved it down and forced yourself to like a boy.
i remember in fifth grade, i think, i had this notebook. in it, i wrote stuff down about my "crush". i had forced myself to like him, when really is was his sister, i liked.
i had said to my sister "yeah, she's cute" after she had said a girl in her grade was cute. her response "you don't say that! she's not in your grade, so it's not okay!" meaning it was bad thing for me to have a crush on her, when she had said she was cute in the friend type way.
we grow up with casual homophobic words and statements thrown around, and then are mocked for being brave enough to come out.
it took me a long time to accept my sexuality and love myself for it, so you will not silence me. i will talk about it as much as i damn well please, and you will listen.
YOU ARE READING
in my veins
Short Storythese colors that stain me will not shame me. i was born with them, and i will love each and every color uniquely.
