The hardest day of my life
Discussion
I've known ever since I was old enough to think for myself; that I was different. Most of the time I could ignore it, hope it would go away. Sometimes you feel like you can go against your inner self and be with the flock, especially when you're a teenager and your hormones are running riot, fighting the urge and the need to fit in.
I suppose the reality really kicked in when I found someone special. It kind of happened completely by accident, but we both knew it was meant to be. Obviously, at that time, it had to be kept secret and we continued to see each other behind the backs of everyone we knew; friends, family and peers. As often happens with these things, we were caught out. To say it shocked my best mate would be an understatement- he couldn't even look my in the eye for weeks afterwards, but thankfully he's come to accept me for what I am, which means the world to me. Luckily he also agreed to keep our secret, which he has to this day.
Lately things have been getting harder and harder in my personal life and I'm sick of pretending I'm something I'm not. I couldn't sleep, especially knowing the risk of losing those who matter to me if they can't accept me for who I am.
Anyway, I was at my parents house last night and I felt I had to tell the truth, to get the weight of my history and future off my shoulders. Mum was preparing roast dinner in the kitchen and I was in the dining room making some lace curtains for my crafts room. Maybe the beer kicked in and gave me the courage I needed, maybe it was fate, but I stormed into that kitchen and just blurted it out: "Mum, I'm straight!".
She seemd OK about it, but I suppose I'll have to wait and see if things can ever be the same. I imagine the shock of realising she might one day have proper grand kids and that I'll never be the gay one on Big Brother is going to hard for her, but I had to do what I had to do.
I just hope Dad isn't too shcoked as her has a heart condition and this could kill him.
Thanks for listening.
I suppose the reality really kicked in when I found someone special. It kind of happened completely by accident, but we both knew it was meant to be. Obviously, at that time, it had to be kept secret and we continued to see each other behind the backs of everyone we knew; friends, family and peers. As often happens with these things, we were caught out. To say it shocked my best mate would be an understatement- he couldn't even look my in the eye for weeks afterwards, but thankfully he's come to accept me for what I am, which means the world to me. Luckily he also agreed to keep our secret, which he has to this day.
Lately things have been getting harder and harder in my personal life and I'm sick of pretending I'm something I'm not. I couldn't sleep, especially knowing the risk of losing those who matter to me if they can't accept me for who I am.
Anyway, I was at my parents house last night and I felt I had to tell the truth, to get the weight of my history and future off my shoulders. Mum was preparing roast dinner in the kitchen and I was in the dining room making some lace curtains for my crafts room. Maybe the beer kicked in and gave me the courage I needed, maybe it was fate, but I stormed into that kitchen and just blurted it out: "Mum, I'm straight!".
She seemd OK about it, but I suppose I'll have to wait and see if things can ever be the same. I imagine the shock of realising she might one day have proper grand kids and that I'll never be the gay one on Big Brother is going to hard for her, but I had to do what I had to do.
I just hope Dad isn't too shcoked as her has a heart condition and this could kill him.
Thanks for listening.
10 Pence Short said:
I've known ever since I was old enough to think for myself; that I was different. Most of the time I could ignore it, hope it would go away. Sometimes you feel like you can go against your inner self and be with the flock, especially when you're a teenager and your hormones are running riot, fighting the urge and the need to fit in.
I suppose the reality really kicked in when I found someone special. It kind of happened completely by accident, but we both knew it was meant to be. Obviously, at that time, it had to be kept secret and we continued to see each other behind the backs of everyone we knew; friends, family and peers. As often happens with these things, we were caught out. To say it shocked my best mate would be an understatement- he couldn't even look my in the eye for weeks afterwards, but thankfully he's come to accept me for what I am, which means the world to me. Luckily he also agreed to keep our secret, which he has to this day.
Lately things have been getting harder and harder in my personal life and I'm sick of pretending I'm something I'm not. I couldn't sleep, especially knowing the risk of losing those who matter to me if they can't accept me for who I am.
Anyway, I was at my parents house last night and I felt I had to tell the truth, to get the weight of my history and future off my shoulders. Mum was preparing roast dinner in the kitchen and I was in the dining room making some lace curtains for my crafts room. Maybe the beer kicked in and gave me the courage I needed, maybe it was fate, but I stormed into that kitchen and just blurted it out: "Mum, I'm straight!".
She seemd OK about it, but I suppose I'll have to wait and see if things can ever be the same. I imagine the shock of realising she might one day have proper grand kids and that I'll never be the gay one on Big Brother is going to hard for her, but I had to do what I had to do.
I just hope Dad isn't too shocked as he has a heart condition and this could kill him.
Thanks for listening.
I suppose the reality really kicked in when I found someone special. It kind of happened completely by accident, but we both knew it was meant to be. Obviously, at that time, it had to be kept secret and we continued to see each other behind the backs of everyone we knew; friends, family and peers. As often happens with these things, we were caught out. To say it shocked my best mate would be an understatement- he couldn't even look my in the eye for weeks afterwards, but thankfully he's come to accept me for what I am, which means the world to me. Luckily he also agreed to keep our secret, which he has to this day.
Lately things have been getting harder and harder in my personal life and I'm sick of pretending I'm something I'm not. I couldn't sleep, especially knowing the risk of losing those who matter to me if they can't accept me for who I am.
Anyway, I was at my parents house last night and I felt I had to tell the truth, to get the weight of my history and future off my shoulders. Mum was preparing roast dinner in the kitchen and I was in the dining room making some lace curtains for my crafts room. Maybe the beer kicked in and gave me the courage I needed, maybe it was fate, but I stormed into that kitchen and just blurted it out: "Mum, I'm straight!".
She seemd OK about it, but I suppose I'll have to wait and see if things can ever be the same. I imagine the shock of realising she might one day have proper grand kids and that I'll never be the gay one on Big Brother is going to hard for her, but I had to do what I had to do.
I just hope Dad isn't too shocked as he has a heart condition and this could kill him.
Thanks for listening.
Very good.
10 Pence Short said:
I've known ever since I was old enough to think for myself; that I was different. Most of the time I could ignore it, hope it would go away. Sometimes you feel like you can go against your inner self and be with the flock, especially when you're a teenager and your hormones are running riot, fighting the urge and the need to fit in.
I suppose the reality really kicked in when I found someone special. It kind of happened completely by accident, but we both knew it was meant to be. Obviously, at that time, it had to be kept secret and we continued to see each other behind the backs of everyone we knew; friends, family and peers. As often happens with these things, we were caught out. To say it shocked my best mate would be an understatement- he couldn't even look my in the eye for weeks afterwards, but thankfully he's come to accept me for what I am, which means the world to me. Luckily he also agreed to keep our secret, which he has to this day.
Lately things have been getting harder and harder in my personal life and I'm sick of pretending I'm something I'm not. I couldn't sleep, especially knowing the risk of losing those who matter to me if they can't accept me for who I am.
Anyway, I was at my parents house last night and I felt I had to tell the truth, to get the weight of my history and future off my shoulders. Mum was preparing roast dinner in the kitchen and I was in the dining room making some lace curtains for my crafts room. Maybe the beer kicked in and gave me the courage I needed, maybe it was fate, but I stormed into that kitchen and just blurted it out: "Mum, I'm straight!".
She seemd OK about it, but I suppose I'll have to wait and see if things can ever be the same. I imagine the shock of realising she might one day have proper grand kids and that I'll never be the gay one on Big Brother is going to hard for her, but I had to do what I had to do.
I just hope Dad isn't too shcoked as her has a heart condition and this could kill him.
Thanks for listening.
Why do people feel the need to tell us all that they are straight?I suppose the reality really kicked in when I found someone special. It kind of happened completely by accident, but we both knew it was meant to be. Obviously, at that time, it had to be kept secret and we continued to see each other behind the backs of everyone we knew; friends, family and peers. As often happens with these things, we were caught out. To say it shocked my best mate would be an understatement- he couldn't even look my in the eye for weeks afterwards, but thankfully he's come to accept me for what I am, which means the world to me. Luckily he also agreed to keep our secret, which he has to this day.
Lately things have been getting harder and harder in my personal life and I'm sick of pretending I'm something I'm not. I couldn't sleep, especially knowing the risk of losing those who matter to me if they can't accept me for who I am.
Anyway, I was at my parents house last night and I felt I had to tell the truth, to get the weight of my history and future off my shoulders. Mum was preparing roast dinner in the kitchen and I was in the dining room making some lace curtains for my crafts room. Maybe the beer kicked in and gave me the courage I needed, maybe it was fate, but I stormed into that kitchen and just blurted it out: "Mum, I'm straight!".
She seemd OK about it, but I suppose I'll have to wait and see if things can ever be the same. I imagine the shock of realising she might one day have proper grand kids and that I'll never be the gay one on Big Brother is going to hard for her, but I had to do what I had to do.
I just hope Dad isn't too shcoked as her has a heart condition and this could kill him.
Thanks for listening.
I mean, why do they have to be so normal and flaunt it?
Couldn't you just mince around, wear make up and act like a total sissy?
Bloody ramming your normalness down our throats.
It's sickening.
And totally out of character for the new, 'improved' PH.
Edited by Cara Van Man on Sunday 21st June 17:14
k for that. I thought I was the last one.
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