I'll start off by saying that my parents are quite religious. I mean... they don't throw the bible at every passing person but... they are strong believers. So obviously, I didn't want to tell them because they would just say that I was headed to hell and cry and so on.
My parents and I are also very close to each other. My homosexuality is the really the only thing I held from them. So they know that I've had sex with girls which of course leads them to believe I'm straight.
I'm sorry... did i say coming out story? I meant forcing out.
Hah well I made a horrible decision. I had sex with my friend, Blu at my parents house. Blu and I had been talking for a while and I was into him and it was just sorta spur of the moment. Well things got heavy (maybe ill share that story next time). My mom RANDOMLY wakes up at 2 in the morning and is walking about the house and overheard the sex noises.
Here's the kicker.
She calls my phone and when I saw her number pop up on my phone... I knew what was going to happen. I went to her room and she is just looking at me. Looking at me with the most disappointing eyes. It was tough. A few beats later she says "Do you think you're gay?" Well I paused and started to lie but I was like... fuck it, I'm obviously caught.
"Yes I'm gay."
My dad's attention was immediately captured. It was odd hearing those words coming out of my mouth. I wondered what it sounded like to them.
It was an intense moment. My mom left the room and told Blu to leave. My parents and I spent the next 3 hours talking about... when did i find out i was gay, how long have i been having sex with guys, have i tried not being gay, and how its a sin. Mom even went on to say I'm dying a spiritual death. Dad couldn't even talk.
Well some time passed... my mom asked me "how do you feel?"
"About what?"
"The whole gay thing"
"Oh its fine, I haven't really thought about it"
She went on to say that she felt God was delivering me from my homosexuality. I pretty much assured her it was all good. At this point, life is back to normal. My parents don't think I'm gay and I have to lie about what I'm doing when I go on dates.
Hah I didnt know I'd be able to go hiding in the closet again but I pulled it off.
Guess I turned the impossible possible.
(*Pk*)
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