If you haven’t read my previous blog posts then let me introduce myself: my name is John and I am a fifteen-year-old gay boy. To those few who had read my previous blog posts, I am sorry for being gone for so long.
Quick recap to those new to this blog and a refresher to those who have read previous posts; in October last year, I finally accepted all of the signs that had been pointing out that I was a homosexual and came out to myself. From there in the next month I began to come out to my close friends, and began writing a blog in order to release all of my inner turmoils. By the end of my first term of school this academic year, I stopped writing.
The reason for my return now, is that it’s been over a whole month since I officially came out to the world and it’s been a really pleasant experience luckily. Having discovered my homosexuality, I had gone on a spree finding out about everything there is to know about the LGBTQ community (not that I know that much now, I’m pretty lousy at remembering things) and one of the largest things that scared me about being gay was coming out to my friends and especially my family. I had read so many accounts of parents neglecting, ignoring and even kicking out their children who have come out as gay. I am lucky enough to have been brought up in communities where this is not the case, but it didn’t mean I wasn’t scared of how my parents might react. During my childhood, I had never really been exposed to any gay culture, basically I had never met anyone who was openly gay and whenever the conversation of homosexuality was brought up, it was quickly shot down by either of my parents. Upon questioning them on why this was, my mother told me that my father simply couldn’t understand how one man could sexually desire another man and he just didn’t like talking about it, though he would not hate me nor my siblings should we have come out as gay in the future, it would just take some adjusting. I was told this when I was seven years old, and right up until by public coming out, it had been one of the main factors that I didn’t want to come out. Having been out to my family now for just over a month, I realise that there was no reason to be scared, because he is in fact very supportive and completely casual when we discuss the topic. The shocking part for me was finding that I had maybe mixed up the signs that my parents had been giving me, because lately my mother has been acting kind of strange and almost homophobically around me. I don’t mean to say that she is a homophobe, but it’s small things that I catch during our interactions privately and publicly. For example, upon returning home for the easter break, I had decided to wear a simple wire ring on my index finger. I don’t know why I did it, I simply felt an urge to wear some sort of jewelry. My mother’s weird reaction actually caught me off guard, “Why are you wearing a ring?” I know from reading this off of a screen on your device this doesn’t sound terribly shocking and it isn’t really, but the snide and almost mean tone she took whilst saying it was giving across another message, “Boys don’t wear rings, take it off.” There are also other small things like casually flinging around the word “gay” as something weird or odd and even calling things I say “gaybles”. I have no idea what that’s supposed to mean, I think that maybe it’s information shared between gays, but it’s not really nice to hear from her and there is only one other openly gay boy in my year at school that I could possibly confer secret information and tips with, but we don’t really talk anyway.
Other than my mother’s surprising change in attitude towards me, my coming out has made me happier and I’m not even being bullied or teased by other boys, which was a pleasant surprise unlike the first.
I’m really hope that this was somewhat entertaining or nice to read about; it doesn’t matter whether you only read this because you were bored, it’s nice to know that I can share my stories with everybody in the world (or at least those that have access to a computer). Please contact me or leave a comment for any feedback or suggestions on future topics for blogs and remember to follow me on WordPress and Instagram @anothernormalboy. Also, tag anything you feel is related to me or my life or sexuality with #anothernormalboy.