- rob_,
I live in a city about an hour away from Toronto, Ontario.
Today, Wednesday, October 20th, we are celebrating Purple Day.
This event BLEW UP on facebook. Everyone should wear purple tomorrow in remembrance of the recent suicides and to show support for the people in the LGBT community struggling with bullying and thoughts of suicide.
I was just wondering how many people have heard of this? Is it just in my area that people are doing this or is it bigger than that?
Also, if you haven't heard, there has been an 'It Gets Better' campaign going on for a little while now. Various people give their stories of the obstacles they have faced growing up gay, and how they have overcome many of these obstacles.
My Story:
I knew I was gay from a young age. I was never really comfortable with myself. I hated the way I looked and everything about myself.
I always told myself that I would grow into this attractive man and be completely comfortable with myself. At that point, coming out would be a breeze because I would love myself, so even if no one else did, it wouldn't matter.
A few years passed and I was still unhappy with myself. I hated myself even more than ever. I didn't want to come out, but I knew that if I didn't, it would be a matter of time before I did something stupid.
I told my best friend that I had a secret and that it would probably end our friendship. She got concerned and asked me what was wrong. That's when I came out for the first time. She laughed at me and said "oh please. like THAT would end our friendship."
Coming out to my parents was the next step. It was nerve racking. I sat them down for tea and said I had to tell them something. My mom said some very hurtful things. Although I forgave her the minute her words left her mouth, she said some things I will never forget. My father reassured me that everything was fine and they still loved me just the same.
I've had dozens of talks with my mom on the subject, most ending in tears. Some sad tears, some joyful tears. Now, over two years since I've come out, my parents are totally accepting.
I have the best friends in the world.
Even my coworkers accept me completely. And I enjoy going to work because of that.
I'm a drag queen.
I may never be completely satisfied with my body, but I love it all the same.
I was at the lowest of my lows; And then it got worse.
But no matter how bad it becomes, it always gets better.
I love my life.
I cannot wait to see what the future holds for me.
It gets better
Today, Wednesday, October 20th, we are celebrating Purple Day.
This event BLEW UP on facebook. Everyone should wear purple tomorrow in remembrance of the recent suicides and to show support for the people in the LGBT community struggling with bullying and thoughts of suicide.
I was just wondering how many people have heard of this? Is it just in my area that people are doing this or is it bigger than that?
Also, if you haven't heard, there has been an 'It Gets Better' campaign going on for a little while now. Various people give their stories of the obstacles they have faced growing up gay, and how they have overcome many of these obstacles.
My Story:
I knew I was gay from a young age. I was never really comfortable with myself. I hated the way I looked and everything about myself.
I always told myself that I would grow into this attractive man and be completely comfortable with myself. At that point, coming out would be a breeze because I would love myself, so even if no one else did, it wouldn't matter.
A few years passed and I was still unhappy with myself. I hated myself even more than ever. I didn't want to come out, but I knew that if I didn't, it would be a matter of time before I did something stupid.
I told my best friend that I had a secret and that it would probably end our friendship. She got concerned and asked me what was wrong. That's when I came out for the first time. She laughed at me and said "oh please. like THAT would end our friendship."
Coming out to my parents was the next step. It was nerve racking. I sat them down for tea and said I had to tell them something. My mom said some very hurtful things. Although I forgave her the minute her words left her mouth, she said some things I will never forget. My father reassured me that everything was fine and they still loved me just the same.
I've had dozens of talks with my mom on the subject, most ending in tears. Some sad tears, some joyful tears. Now, over two years since I've come out, my parents are totally accepting.
I have the best friends in the world.
Even my coworkers accept me completely. And I enjoy going to work because of that.
I'm a drag queen.
I may never be completely satisfied with my body, but I love it all the same.
I was at the lowest of my lows; And then it got worse.
But no matter how bad it becomes, it always gets better.
I love my life.
I cannot wait to see what the future holds for me.
It gets better
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