how it started

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I have always been a bit off. never really in touch with my emotions. when my mom and dad would fight, even though i am the youngest sibling, i would stay strong for my sisters sake. pushing down the tears, ignoring the pain. but it was okay. im used to the feeling. the tightness in my throat... my chest... 

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Seventh grade year.... about four years ago. i wish i could go back. i was happy then. i had a lot of friends, a sweet girlfriend. she treated me like a king... well.. queen... she didnt know... she never will. we did a lot then... had my first kiss.. well... a few kisses. however, the story ends fast once i decide it was time for me to try and come out. i planned it to what seemed like perfection. i sat down on her bed and through my tears i say it "mom... im Bisexual... and i have a girlfriend" a look of pure disbelief spreads across her face and she laughed at me... she fucking laughed at me "no way in fucking hell your a lesbian. not my fucking daughter" she snaps before taking my phone and sending me to my room "i dont want you talking to her anymore. shes fucking you up" 

That was the first time i cried in years.

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