Telling my Mom that I was gay was the single hardest thing that I have ever done… but it was also the bravest and happiest moment of my life, thus far. All she basically said was, “I knew.” She just smiled and said, “I knew.” I’m not someone who says that they have always known that they were gay, or that they have just been fighting it since the 5th grade. I didn’t even talk to another boy in hopes of having a relationship until my senior year of high school. Being gay is different for EVERYBODY, and I feel like people, even the LGBT community, forget this. It’s not our past that defines who we are. It’s our decisions today that make us who we are.
I’ve had a great group of friends in my life that judge a persons character based on your actions, not your sexual orientation or the color of your skin or your faith. Those things only make up a fraction of you. There is so much more to each and everyone us, and sadly, some will never get to know the completely “you,” because of their prejudice. But I say stand up for who you are and never change to please another, because you are only hurting yourself. Being gay isn’t about being different or wanting to stand out in a crowd. Being gay, like being heterosexual, simply says that you love. Love is what it is all about.