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I Can’t Accept MyselfAsked by itgetsbetter18 on with 1 answer:
Well I’m gay and I stopped denying it recently. I always known that there’s something different with me, though. I hate it and I’m so afraid because everybody around me says awful things about gays. I am unhappy and I have strong feeling that I will stay that way and in 20 years I see myself miserable and alone. Worse thing is that I hate the way my character is. I put myself down all the time because I’m not strong, I care too much about other people opinions and I see myself generally unlikable. Being gay only complicates things by miles. My parents are conservative and curse gays when something about them is on TV. One day when I come out they MAY accept it as some time passes by but deep down I know they will be ashamed of me. And I read some stuff that homosexuality is inherited so I can’t stop thinking about my dad being gay in the closet too. Every thing he does that jumps out of something that straight man would do is bugging me so hard. My mom is something like tomboy and it is a weird combination. If he turns out to be gay (which I suppose I will never find out) I think I couldn’t handle it. A lot of stuff is going on my mind, a lot of possible scenarios and it is giving me so much stress. I can’t ask my parents for a therapist because it’s expensive and they would ask me to talk about the problem with them first. I just want to run away somewhere where nobody knows me and start all over, I don’t know how long I can live like this. I’m sorry if the letter is messy, it’s just that I don’t have anyone to tell them this stuff. (From Serbia.)I Can’t Accept Myself