Now I am going to talk about one of my the toughest stages of my life, COMING OUT and RELIGION.
I grew up in a highly religious family, therefore I was very religious as well. As a little kid I was part of the church choir, I attended to doctrine and mass every Sunday. I was a true believer of what the bible preach for all my childhood and part of my boyhood. As I started to develop and become more mature, my natural instincts start kicking in, before this it was okay to hang out all day with boys, it's okay to like to hang out more with boys, it's okay to like boys more than girls, but now it was a total mess, I was still very attached to boys, I was attracted to boys, when my friends and cousins were becoming attracted to girls. At this point of my life I knew that liking boys the way I like them, it was a terrible sin, payable with hell. As religious as I was, I did not wanted to go to hell and suffer for the rest of my life. Around the age of 13, I decided that I had to put my world in order, I was sure I liked boys, and the result of my research on homosexuality, was that this is generic, so that I could not change.
So it was meant to happen, either I had chosen my religion and live a life of lies, or my happiness and forget about a part of my life and basically change my world. When I was around thirteen years old I decided to tell my mom, she was not surprised, she was glad I had told her. Even though she was extremely religious, she understood that my happiness was not meant to be jailed by a religion.
So it was meant to happen, either I had chosen my religion and live a life of lies, or my happiness and forget about a part of my life and basically change my world. When I was around thirteen years old I decided to tell my mom, she was not surprised, she was glad I had told her. Even though she was extremely religious, she understood that my happiness was not meant to be jailed by a religion.
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