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Anonymous asked: fell in love with a girl the first time I saw her. She was beautiful in every way. Her smile was contagious, her laugh made my stomach flip. I was told not to love her. Not to talk to her. I listened. I tired so hard to get rid of this feeling I was told I’m not suppose to be feeling. I tried ignoring her, deleting her number, never making eye contact.She couldn’t, wouldn’t get out of my mind. After months of denying my feelings, I finally gained the courage to tell my mom that I was in love, with a girl. Here I sit, 900 miles away from the girl who made me come out to my mom, who sent me here because I’m a homosexual.
It has been since January, 6 months, since my mother kicked me out of her house because I love girls. The girl left me 2 months after moving for another girl. My mother calls me monthly to tell me how horrible my life will be considering that I am a lesbian. I don’t know why I answer her still, probably so I can still hear her voice, even if it is constantly bringing me down. She hasn’t told my dad, and he is yet to find out. I am forced to hold this secret from him because I know it’s going to happen again, getting thrown out of yet another house. College is soon, so I only have to put on this charade for months longer; but in the long run, I want my parents to meet the person I want to marry later in life, even if we are both females. For now this is just fantasy, but I hope in the future they will be seeing me as their daughter and not as my sexual orientation.
“I’ll love you no matter what. Except if you’re a lesbian.” In my mind, love has no exceptions.
Thank you to all who have shared your stories.
You have no idea what you have taught me about life.
My coming out story isn’t terribly exciting…I sat my parents down and said, “I love you guys a lot and I love that we are so close. I want you guys to be a part of my life always and there’s just something I feel like I should tell you. I’m in love and I want you to get to know that person becuase they’re really incredible…but you have to understand that she’s a woman.” And they looked at me and just said, “ok, we’d love to meet her. I burst into tears. My mom asked if I was really happy and I said I was I had just built the moment up so much that it was a huge release, just not the response I expected. My mom then said she had a feeling I was gay but she just thought it would be awkward if she asked and she was wrong haha…They both said they loved me no matter what and they couldn’t wait to meet my girlfriend. The next day, my dad asked to talk because he was struggling with the idea of me being gay and he just wanted to understand…I have never been very close to my dad but we talked for 2 hours. And ever since, I have been so much closer to him. So really, coming out was probably the best thing that ever happened to me.
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