Post by Katie on Apr 3, 2009 0:26:20 GMT -5
So when I started to figure out that I liked girls I got really depressed. Suicidal depressed -- cutting, contemplating, as bad as it gets for a 13 year old. I was like that, for a year or two. Then I've met my best friend. He was a year and 2 days older, and openly gay. At the time, I was admitting I was bi, but not a lesbian. That was until his birthday party at the local bowling alley.
We were joking around, just having a good time. Next thing I know the topic of "breeders" came up, we were making jokes when Craig (my friend) turned to me and said: "you're a half-breeder!" (I forget why exactly) anyway I looked at him and said "No I'm not."
Well, Craig decides to take the liberty to yell to the bowling alley:
Katie's a Lesbian!
So like, everyone found out - and I totally wasn't ready. I came out to my mom shortly afterwords... I forget what went down. It's been two years, and she is still not really okay with it. Which hurts. A lot. Her best friend helps me deal, and the rest of my family knows through facebook and such. But no ones willing to talk about it.
We were joking around, just having a good time. Next thing I know the topic of "breeders" came up, we were making jokes when Craig (my friend) turned to me and said: "you're a half-breeder!" (I forget why exactly) anyway I looked at him and said "No I'm not."
Well, Craig decides to take the liberty to yell to the bowling alley:
Katie's a Lesbian!
So like, everyone found out - and I totally wasn't ready. I came out to my mom shortly afterwords... I forget what went down. It's been two years, and she is still not really okay with it. Which hurts. A lot. Her best friend helps me deal, and the rest of my family knows through facebook and such. But no ones willing to talk about it.