I’ve been living by myself for around 6 years now and as an introvert, I don’t usually talk about my feelings (or any other stuff), but recently I came out to my mom.
I used to struggle a lot about why I like what I like and my “straight” friends (at that moment) were always making jokes about gay people and things like that, so because of that I started pretending to be what others wanted me to be.
5 years ago a met a lovely young man who taught a great lesson and made me realize that what I was feeling was right despite what others think of me, so since then I started accepting my self.
When I first came out was to my friends in the city I live, I guess I started with them because I though it wasn’t going to be that hard for them, and thankfully I was right, but as I said at the beginning, I came out to my mom and the story went a bit different.
It’s hard to grow in a society that tells you EVERYWHERE that if you don’t fit in their “traditional role model” you are wrong and they are right. I didn’t choose to be gay, but now I’m choosing to be happy and proud of myself.
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I'm proud of you, mate <3.
Thank you for choosing to be happy and proud of yourself, Juan 💖 🏳️🌈