Love Simon Contest

Letter

Dear World,

I'm bisexual. Basically gay. But I need to get this message out there, that I'm just like you. Like everyone else. And parents, I need your acceptance. I just need this acceptance. I've been disgraced all around and all I need to survive is your acceptance. Do you remember when I came out to you. You rejected me, asked me why I chose this, why I would go through this, why why why? You cried, because you didn't want me to live this life style, this way. I cried, because I wanted to come out, be myself. It sucked, and it was hell for me.

My life is a jungle. I've had a boyfriend, he had anxiety, and he broke up with me. Right before Valentine's Day. I have so many supportive friends, who understand me, and know I have homophobic parents. But they don't understand. They don't know I just want to leave my house and be accepted, but can't. They don't understand that even though I am depressed sometimes, I always act happy. I get called Sunshine. All these happy names. But other names too. Like faggot and daddy. From people who don't understand that it's NOT okay to call the gay guy daddy, or kiss him. That it's not okay to call me weird names, and do weird things.

All I want is for people to know that I'm normal. That I'm not defined by my sexuality, or my gender, or what I do. That I'm human, like you, like them, like everyone. But luckily, I haven't been discriminated by anyone before, and not treated differently. I still get treated the same, but have so much anxiety about when I come out. It runs through my mind constantly. Makes me cry. Imagine what they say. Fag. Disgrace. Mental. Insane. Leave. Never. Come. Back. I. Hate. You. 

But I can't worry about that now. I'm still stable. I'm a band geek, and an honors student, with a good reputation everywhere. I'm known as the gay guy, the cool gay guy, and and I'm fine with that. I'm known as bold, and loud, and crazy. I'm known as smart, quiet, and an advocate. I'm not known as annoying, or the guy who wants love, and deserves love, even if I do. I'm known as someone who flirts with people, and likes guys. But people don't understand, I want love too. I will not be left alone, I need at least a little attention. This is why I care about my friends and listen to them so much. I want to feel the exact same way, loved and wanted. But I don't get this. But I'm working towards what I want. I'm working towards acceptance and being loved and wanted by others. I'm working, and I know I will eventually get it.

Well, I better stop writing this and it's almost five hundred words, and I'll see you guys later. 

Love,