It is safe to say I am closeted to most of my family, except Natalie, and it may even stay that way. I have had one girlfriend, though I am unsure I can consider that a relationship given the girl didn't even really try to be a girlfriend and actively hit on other people during it (it didn't last long). But, what I have derived from it is an experience, whether it can be considered good or bad, I'm still trying to find out.
As I am coming to a close on this short story, I just want to acknowledge all of the other people in the LGBT+ community and say good luck. Already, as a closeted pansexual (and maybe genderqueer asshole, I'm still trying to figure out shit), I have seen a lot of homophobic acts in my years of the closet life, and it honestly sucks having to watch all of this hate being directed at people for staying true to themselves.
If you or someone you know has to deal with homophobia because of accepting who they are, just be there for them if nothing else, which is really just the same for anything else. It seriously helps to have someone to talk to about random crap or more grave topics in any situation.
And, as a conclusion to a short story made by someone trying to figure themselves out and sharing some rather obscure experiences while they are at it, I, Aspen, bid you all farewell and thank you for reading this muddle of information. Adios, my queer or queer-supporting people.
Bye!
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Yagami Means
Short StoryA short story for the definition of Yagami, a code word between two sisters that means so much more. Along the way, you can read some out of the blue tales of a queer teen's adventures.
