
Monday, 14 March 2011
Pappa can you hear me?
Oh boy.. This isn't one of my most fondest moments. In fact I'm going to try and get through it was quick as I can. So what do u get when you cross a 13-14 year old boy who shop lifts playgirl magazines and hides them under his bed with some nosey parents? You get trouble, thats what you get UGH
So at this point in my life I've come to realize that I'm Gay, actually no I'm Bi, it would be alot easier on me if I thought of myself in that way. With this realization I made a promise to myself that when I get older I will suppress these feelings, never act on them, and live the life my family wanted for me. Wife and kids. Although in the mean time I might as well just get my kicks from porn, and thats what I did. I hid all more porn mags, magazine clippings, you name it under my bed not thinking that anyone would bother looking...boy was I wrong.
8th grade lunch, I'm having lunch in home room when suddenly my Dad shows up. Luckily it was lunch so the teachers weren't there, and not many students were there either. So I left class, and went into the hallway with Dad. He was clearly upset, and starting questioning me about the playgirl mags he had found, and if I was Gay. At this point my heart was pounding so fast that I could hear it in my ears, and I was almost shaking. So what do I tell him? The lamest excuse anyone could tell their parents. "I'm holding it for some Girlfriends" like I was I was stealing it and passing it off to them. I had to keep telling him that I wasn't Gay and that we would discuss it when I got home. He was still pretty upset, so I finally had to tell him to leave and force him out. UGH I was shaking pretty good after he left. Didn't really seem to matter afterwards because he forced himself to believe the lie and forget all about it. I came out years later, when I was 19. The end (shivers)
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