Coming Out 101
You ask your parents how they feel about gay people
"trash" "freaks" "sinners"
They say “at least you aren’t one of them”
Yes, yes you are
They leave, slam the door, get drunk and cry to their friends
because you’re such a dissapointment
they tell everyone in a few drunken hours and then come home the next day
you all forget about it and bathe in the uncomfortableness for a few days until it’s in the backs of everyones minds
Round 2 and 3 and 4 and so on:
That damn journal is going to ruin your life
youll want to let it all out because although your friends dont hate you they make sure yo say “just dont hit on me”
you write and write about
how you wish you were straight,
how you wish you could take the courage to take a few pills
or step from a chair so that your family wouldnt have to deal with
"that issue"
yeah it’s in the past until your mom cleans your room for you and finds that damn journal
she throws it in your face and says it’s all for
attention, it’s all a facade
you could never be
that
Final Round:
It’s been years since a journal discovery or act of bravery
You tried to be smart and hide your writing in text documents with fake titles about aplit essays or history questions
yet again she stumbled upon it
you wrote about your first girlfriend, how you almost kissed, how much you liked her
but no, it’s still not a possibility
sometimes it’s brought up but it’s always ruled out
It’s a draw:
It’s not that you have to hide
they’re gonna ignore it either way
but to risk no financial help? to risk homelessness?
It’s all for the best
so you have to hide form your whole family, it could be worse, right?