lgbtq
The letters LGBTQ are just another way of saying that Love is Love.
My Best Friend
My Best Friend Amy and I have been best friends since we were 3 years old. We did everything together. We shared the same birthday, we shared secrets, and so much more. High school year put our friendship to the test. We fought over the stupidest things like boys, he said she said stuff, and who out dressed the other. But we still manage to keep our friendship alive. Our senior year of high school came and Amy started acting differently. She was more distant and very quiet and that’s never been her. We used to talk on the phone every day but now it’s every two or three days. Until one day she came over my house like something was wrong. She asked could she tell me a secret and of course I told her she could. She starts to cry and tells me that she thinks she’s gay. Shocked at what she said I told her that if she is I will always be her best friend. She told me that's why she’s been distant because she didn’t want me to be uncomfortable and she didn’t want to lose me as a friend. We have been friends since 3. I will never turn my back on her no matter what she does. 3 weeks go by and I haven’t heard from Amy or even seen her. I called her mom and heard her voice saying something was wrong. “Mrs. Grace what's wrong?” She started crying and told me that Amy is no longer with us. Tears coming down my face I just asked what happened. She couldn’t get the words out but told me to come by their house. I ran to Amy’s house which was 3 blocks from mine. Mrs. Grace hugged me and handed me a piece of paper with my name on it. “ Dear Jennifer, I hate that it had to end this way. But out of everybody you were the only one who never judged me and you still loved me after I came out. I couldn’t take this pain anymore. My parents wouldn’t accept me coming out. I wanted to tell you that I love you and I will miss you. Never let anyone change who you are. Wish I could follow my own advice. You will always be my best friend forever. Love Amy” I looked at her mom and yelled at her. “Because of you she’s dead.” I ran home and cried to my mom. Amy’s funeral was a wonderful service but life will never be the same without her. As I look at her one last time as they lower her coffin into the ground. I couldn’t do anything but remember all the good times we had. A tear comes down my face and I hear a whisper I love you and it sounded like Amy. All I could say was I love you too. I started an awareness group about supporting your children when they come out. Wishing Amy got the support she deserved. I was surprised that her mother came and showed her support. She even gave a speech on how she lost Amy for not showing her support. Ever since that day a lot more students at school came out and were happy. Graduation day Amy was honored, I even carried her cap with her name on so I could walk with my best friend one last time. Moral of this story is love your friends and family no matter who they are no matter what life they choose to live cause you never know when it will be the last time you see or hear them again.
By Lexus baskin5 years ago in Humans
Tattoo Glue & Life Adhesive
I grew up in a house where self-expression was mocked. I grew up hating myself and carrying that trauma through life. I knew from a young age I was different. I was gay, obviously. The signs were there; my obsession with Britney Spears and my love for ‘Charmed’, as well as my hate for contact sports. It was clear from a young age I was a certified homosexual.
By Joe Satoria5 years ago in Humans
WITCH
THREE Amorie When we were kids, Betra seemed to linger around me. I’d notice how she’d sit near me when the neighborhood girls would sit in the fields and tease the neighborhood boys. Well, the other girls would tease the boys. I was often preoccupied, making flower head crowns out of the abundantly growing dandelions. While I would occupy myself with this, I’d feel Betra’s eyes watching me. She’d blush when I’d give her the flower crown once I finished it. Sometimes we’d playfully get one another’s attention by throwing the heads of the dandelions at one another’s hair, giggling when we’d get one to stick. We didn’t talk much, though. We didn’t have to. I felt like I understood her through our silence.
By Brittney Keating5 years ago in Humans
Self Discovery
Let’s call this therapy? Mental relaxation? A vent? Legally, I must put down that I am female. It has not been until recently where I find that I am struggling coming to terms with this. Yes, physically, I am female; however, emotionally and mentally, I don’t feel this way. Those within my social circle have often said something similar along those lines. While physically unable to really vocalize it, I guess this is my “coming out story.”
By In_Sketched5 years ago in Humans
WITCH
ONE Amorie I had a feeling Betra was going to kiss me by the way she’d been getting closer to me in the woods lately. When we would peer at pretty flowers growing off the sides of trees, she’d move her face so close to mine. I could feel her breath on my lips. She won’t look at me when we are huddled closely together, though. Not even when a butterfly landed on my nose. She leaned in close to get a glimpse before it fluttered away but quickly jerked back before looking at my eyes. She makes my skin tingle.
By Brittney Keating5 years ago in Humans
Coming out After Being Married
When I was 11 years old I used to get butterflies around this one girl at school. I never knew why, I just knew she made me feel different. That summer her and I decided to experiment with a little making out sesh in the tent at my house. That was the last her and I ever sooke of it! We never acted different around one another and we were perfect friends there after. It just wasn't something we spoke about.
By Ashley Mattei5 years ago in Humans
Live Your Own Truth
This again will likely fall into an area that people may find uncomfortable, or they may disagree strongly with my position. That is fine. Either of those results means that you are at least thinking about what I am writing here. That means I am achieving at least one of my stated “E’s” Enlightenment or if you just laugh all the way through, Entertainment. If I do a really good job I may also Encourage certain people.
By Gary Hauger5 years ago in Humans
Lesbian chronicles
Hello Guys, If you’re reading this then maybe you’re worrying about coming out of the closet to your loved ones or maybe you are the parent of someone who has just came out. Now some parts of this guide can apply to gay men but this is mostly for lesbians because it is written by one. Okay the first step to coming out is knowing who you are and who your family are. I say that because you may have really religious parents or homophobic parents. But this necessarily doesn’t mean that your parent will judge you and hate you. Trust me I know from experience. Second I say figure out who you are because the first questions people will ask are “ how do you know you’re gay or a lesbian if you never had sexual with the same sex”. & also know who you are for your own self because you have to know for sure if that is what you really want to do. Knowing yourself will help you tell your loved ones and honestly not care if they are supportive or not. Knowing yourself and accepting who you are and being happy with that is loving yourself! It takes someone courageous and strong to be able to come out despite all of the challenges people from our community face. Now after all of that is said and done know which parent to come out to first if not both because one is better than none right? That first parent would be the one you are almost positive that will be supportive. After talking to that parent, ask them to be there while you tell the other parent who you are. That support will be much needed. Even if you only have one parent make sure you tell them, you may not be able to go to another parent for support and it may be scary but you got this! After all is said and done you should now know who you are and you may or may not have support from your parents but now you’re strong and you are confident. The next step is to tell your other loved ones maybe a cousin because I’m already assuming that your best friend knew already lol . I think after all of these steps you can now figure out what your look maybe. If not it’s okay you don’t need to change anything you’re perfect the way you are. But for those of them that do get a new haircut, dye your hair or even wear clothes that are comfortable and not awkward for you. I’ve always been the type to wear whatever so I never actually changed up how I dressed. What’s comfortable for me may be jeans, a tshirt and some tennis. Don’t let me get started on the hair phase my first cut was a Mohawk and I have really thick hair so it was huge, bushy and curly. Then I cut it all off then grew it back and so on . I think the last hair I had was a man bun then I cut it off and then now I’m currently growing it back . But anyway no matter what you do and who you are please LOVE YOURSELF no matter what because you are the only you . Just remember we only have one life to live ( unless you believe in reincarnation then this statement would be invalid) so you can’t live it for anyone other than you or you’ll be very unhappy. Parents don’t feel like you’ve done anything wrong because nothing is wrong with your child be supportive and love them for them it may not be what YOU want but it is what THEY want. Never judge someone for liking what they like because remember the saying “ what’s for you may not be for someone else “ . Plus you don’t want to push your child away, they could end up in a bad situation. & please parents stop putting your children out it solves nothing nor will it change the way they are but it may change who they trust . Being on the streets is very dangerous especially with all these people out there with bad intentions. Now that I got that out this will be the ending of my lesbian chronicles. Thank you for reading.
By Raneir Schefield5 years ago in Humans
