Identity
My Coming... OUT Story, Yes Im a LESBIANN
I knew at 13 ( in 2010 ) that something wasn't right or normal about me and I wasn't interested in boys like the other girls In my classes or year. It just didn't phase me one bit, I know I had lots of celebrity girl Crushes but come on guys we all have them, but I didn't think anything of it. I decided to go out with this lad called josh to shut all the girls up in my year about me the only in our group of friendships we all had and me being the only one not having a boyfriend but I didn't feel anything, apart from a good friendship and I knew then I was gay and liked girls and then I kept it to myself for a good few years and kept forcing myself to like boys because I thought being gay was wrong and wasn't normal. And in the end I just excepted it, it took awhile but I got there. And eventually, in 2013, I told my parents and I can still remember to this day how I came out to my mum: she was hoovering in the conservatory and I went in and turned the Hoover off and just blurted it out. "Mom, I'm gay" she said what? I said "you heard me I said I'm gay" and that was it I ran upstairs and my mum was like oh it's a phase it will just pass because in that year our family was in a bad place...my mum lost a son and I lost a brother so she thought nothing of it thinking my head was all over the place and I was just confused and grieving and all the other stuff a death brings And being it was the first person close to me I had lost because I've still got both sides of the family's grandparents and so on so it was a big shock to the system and so my mum just thought it would pass and my dad well he doesn't give a shit about anything really. He's so laxy-daisy and always in fucking cook coo land and my grandparents they except it because it's who I am but every time I get a girlfriend they say she's my friend and my Nan bless her she will never get her head around it, most days, like she did today she said "JJ, why don't you just dress up nicely and go and find a nice boy" and I'm like "because I don't want too. I'm gay end of." And she hates that I react that way but when she says it most days it gets annoying, haha but at the same time, she likes to see me happy so she just accepts it. And when my grandad asks about my girlfriend he says "where's your hoppo today babe?" and I say she's either at home or at work and he just smiles at me. I just think it's the older generation they think it's wrong and always will be wrong because they was brought up in a generation where being gay was wrong and frowned upon and was hardly known about or it was kept a secret in Their day and age. Anyway enough about my family haha and finally in July 2013 I got my very first girlfriend and I told my mum about it...and she didn't talk to me for a week, I guess she had to get her head around it all...and when my mum saw me kiss a girl for the first time she looked away in disgust. but 3 years later. She's more than fine with it and accepts it and she doesn't care who I'm with or who I date as long as her daughter is happy. And I'm so glad I've got such an accepting and caring family who just want to see me happy and love me for exactly who I am. And I know some people's parents disown them for loving the same sex and it shouldn't matter if you love the same sex or the opposite sex. As long as your child is happy and healthy should it really matter who your child loves? All you want is your child to be happy and healthy in life nothing else.
By Shelby smith đź’– 4 years ago in Pride
Coming to Terms with My Bisexuality Within a My Moral Framework
I didn't "come out" as bisexual until Summer 2021 partially because I didn't have a term for my sexuality until a few years ago. Even when I did mention my sexual orientation almost two years ago, I only mentioned it briefly in a blog post. Later, I mentioned it in the context of tribalism on my personal Facebook page. No one said anything about my subtle "coming out". In a way, this comforted me because my friends and family viewed me as the same person.
By Eileen Davis4 years ago in Pride
Queer Without Community
I grew up in a small rural town that consisted of mainly heteronormative citizens whose main focus was the high school Friday night football game. Everyone in town either worked as farmers, factory workers, or the just above minimum wage jobs of keeping the local stores running. As a kid the main entertainment was going to the park or a friend’s house, as a teenager it was driving around with no where to go on back roads avoiding horse and buggies, and as adults it was hitting one of the two places in town that served alcohol.
By Shelbi Thomas4 years ago in Pride
Mamas secret
For any mother, despite knowing your imperfect, you want to do the best and be perfect for your children. What happens when mother is hiding a secret? A secret that has the possibility to destroy her entire family. The mother loved all children, especially her own. She would spend her time tending to all their need. Behind the dresses, the makeup, the mom bun she felt like an imposter. She always preached to her children to be true to themselves she would love them no matter what. She, however, did not love herself. Could it be that she was a tad overweight? Did her parent not dote on her enough?
By Marilyn Mortician4 years ago in Pride
I am not a girl
Like most people, my journey to self-understanding was a long one. Unlike most people with journeys like mine, I didn’t spend my entire life knowing I was different. A little backstory: I was raised by people from religious families, people whose beliefs revolved around heteronormativity and gender roles. I played with dolls as a child. My brother played with cars and action figures. Pink was for girls. Blue was for boys. I played along, as a young child with limited understanding of the world. Whatever my parents said, went. I didn’t question, my mom and dad were always so strict when I was younger, always so condescending and manipulative. I knew better than to get on their bad sides.
By choreomanias4 years ago in Pride
SULTANA deVILLE
SIGNED ONTO THE 6TH SEASON OF the men's "cut down on women" as dressers in drag, I pulled the name as recommended. "A name to reflect you or your fav thing, and some level of badness!" I went with SULTANAs... some of my favorite fruit... dried fruits, wrinkled and ohhh so sweet. de VILLE? a spin on badness... doing a "bad thing" as per my teachings as a little girl in a Christian minister and missionary led family, "Never go out after things of the devil child." SULTANA de VILLE dressed the part and wagged the swagger boasted by all the famous stage walkers in RuPaul's queendom. The introduction video was prepped and recorded in the one minute requirement, and I sent my application for being on the new show list of cross dressers with all intention of winning a spot among the contestants for being the "new girl" on the block.
By CarmenJimersonCross4 years ago in Pride
