A Long Wait

A Long Wait

When I was in grade 9 I was really stressed out. My parents were so worried about me, they got me to see our family doctor. When he didn’t find anything wrong, we went to see a counsellor.  I kept my secret for a long time ‘til I faced it and I came out to two of my aunts, but it still weighed heavy on my chest and mind, not as much as before, but I knew it would still be there ‘til I told my parents. So a year passed and I decided that it was the time because my aunt kept telling me that there was nothing to be afraid of when it came to telling my parents. Well, it wasn’t actually my parents I was worried about, it was my dad. I was so terrified that when he found out his only biological son was gay, he was going to kick me out and never talk to me again. But I decided one night just before bed that it was time. I knocked on the bedroom door and I went in and I said, “Mom? Dad? I need to tell you something.”  They muted the T.V so they could listen and I said, “I’ve been holding this in for a very long time.  I think I’m gay.  I didn’t say anything because I was afraid of being kicked out.”

My dad was the first to speak.  He said, “I don’t care just as long as you’re happy.”

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