Hey Simon & Gibson
I dont usually chirp in when I feel like everything I was gonna say has already been said, but I thought that Id share my story.
Ive always know I was gay. Ive also never felt the need to hide it. I came out at a very early age; I must have been about eleven or twelve. The other kids just seem to notice there was something different I suppose, when they asked me if I was gay I tried to hide it at first but I just couldnt. Unfortunately at the time I had no idea how much it would make my life a living nightmare. The news spread around my high school like wildfire.
I was in that same school for five years; even as I progressed through the school it made no difference. The younger kids still thought they had a right to taunt me. Everywhere I went people whispered behind my back, called me names and even threw things at me. In the U.K. at the time we had a law called Section 28 (type it into Wikipedia if youre not sure.) Im not sure (and hope) you have nothing anything like it in America. It basically said that it was wrong for schools to promote homosexuality. It could never be talked about in schools AT ALL. So much so that even if a teacher witnessed me being called names they would completely ignore it, and walk on by. On one occasion my parents were brought in to speak to the principal. Members of the faculty had decided that I was causing a disturbance because I made the other pupils uncomfortable. I was alone every single day for years, I managed to find a few friends in the end but it was hard. I hated school because of it.
Leaving my high school behind was the happiest day of my life.
I used to think that things could never change. I thought I would be miserable forever that was how it was supposed to be. At the time there were never any happy gay characters on T.V. any that were portrayed had to be miserable, their lives fell apart whenever things became good. Everywhere I turned there were negative images.
My grandparents are Catholic, the idea that my grandmother would ever find out horrified me. Id heard her say some pretty nasty thing over the years. However when she did find out about me her views changed completely. I have actually recently gotten up the courage to ask her about it. She basically thought it was never going to be the case that there would be one of them in her own family. We had always gotten along very well; I didnt want that to end. So anyone can change their views when it is somebody they love.
There are many stereotypes about gay men and their lifestyles. I was terrified about what the future would hold
Let me tell you how it really can be. I work in a job I love (even though I work stupid hours check the time in the U.K. that this was posted and I havent been to bed from yesterday!!!) in a company that accepts and promotes diversity. I live with my partner of ten years, and although everyday isnt a bed of roses (Ive been told Im high maintenance) we are really happy. Ive got a really good and close circle of friends. Even though things still are sent to try me every day, Im happy that that day has come.
I would never change what has happened in the past (some days I think Id like to) but I know I would not be where I am today.
No matter what happens (Kevins right, its a cliché) but it does get better!!! Those that love us will always love us, even when its hard.
Your friends are always here on the DIS to listen. Keep us updated, and congratulations on being able to find the strength and courage to take the biggest step you may ever make.
Thanks for indulging me and reading my story.
Roy