First of all, I would like to thank all the readers who took the time to post a comment. It means more than you'll ever know. Again, THANK YOU. Before I get started on the next part I would just like to throw out a huge congratulations to AJ on his decision to move on in his life and live for him. Your the best. Secondly, I would like to welcome Mirrorboy back from his eye opening journey to Melbourne. Sounds like you had a gr8 time and some well deserved relaxation. Now on to the subject of this post.
As I began the 8th grade in my new school, it was definitly revitalizing to see in the first few months that I was able to remake my image and start anew. You see, back in those days, image was still a huge thing for me as I'm sure it is for the younger folks out here still today. As I progressed through the following 5 years up to and including graduation, I never had to deal with the extensive gay bashing issues that I had suffered through during the 7th grade.
After graduating from high school I went on to complete a year of college. At that time, I was so burned out and school and studying and the like that I choose to get out into the workforce to see if I could find a niche for myself. Bad mistake. What I should have done was to take a semester off and reevaluate my short and long term goals and then gone back.
During this downtime from college, I broached the subject of homosexuality with my parents, just trying to feel them out as to what their views on it were. I was floored to find out that they were of the far-right persuasion. Silly me. I should have known since we had been a church going family for as long as I can remember. At this point, I want to digress because I'm sure that there are a few of you out there who are scrathing your heads and going, "Gee whiz, you missed that one, eh. Dumbass." I just want you to remember that I had just spent 9 months away at college and had seen many new things that I was not used to seeing at home.
It was during this time that I had my one and only gay relationship and I was on cloud 9. That "feeling out" conversation that I was talking about earlier. Well, I had plans to come out to my parents at this point but the response was so negative that it threw me back into the closet where I have remained ever since. In hindsight, that is also probably a major contributing factor as to why I chose not to return to college in the fall. I was afraid to face the guy that I had been dating to tell him that I had chickened out.
More to come soon. Stay tuned.....