I feel strongly about identifying as a homosexual for three main reasons and those are one identifying as gay wasn’t a choice, two you have to be very courageous to be out & open about being homosexual, and lastly because love has no gender.
I came out during the end of my freshman year of high school the way I came out was online through facebook letting everyone all at once that I indeed was dating a guy. At the time I didn’t know what the reactions would be but they were all good ones I can reassure you. My friends were screaming “Who is it? Do we know him?” And my mom was more than happy when she saw and all she said to me was that “You know I will always love you no matter what.” The reason I say that it wasn’t a choice is because you don’t choose to be something that most people in the world hate it’s just not something you do. I grew up playing dress up with my cousin and her helping me put on dresses. I even played with dolls for God sake and my mom never once said a word or stopped to tell me “You shouldn’t be doing those things.” Most people will argue saying that it is a “choice” and most people will say it’s a diese. But there are those few who argue to defend the homosexuals, the lesbians, and the bisexuals there’s a special place in heaven for those good samaritans. My favorite quote to this day will always be “Being gay/lesbian or bisexual isn’t a choice but being hateful and spiteful is.” Courage by definition is to do something that frightens one. It takes
The very first item in the Measure of Sexual Identity Exploration and Commitment asks to evaluate on a six-point Likert-type scale ranging from 1 to 6 how firm of a sense I have of what my sexual needs are, penciling in a 4 where 6 delineate “very characteristic,” I begin to think of how much certainty is in my beliefs about sex and sexuality while knowing that the survey questions to follow will surely not be easy to answer with an absolute degree of confidence.
I believe that I am a heterosexual, not only because I grew up around the environment of men and women together- but also as I get older I crave that picture perfect family. Such as, having the dad, mom, and a baby. I cannot wait until I am at the point in my life where I am financially stable to have my own child/children. I am aware of the many other ways women and women or man and man can a baby due to the amount of technology today- and I do no have a problem with whatever people choose as the their sexuality, but as for myself, I consider myself the traditional, find your partner of the opposite sex, get married, and have babies.
At the age of twelve I knew for sure that I was gay. I struggled with this internally because I knew that socially it was not normal. Many people made fun of gay people, and they made some people feel very bad about themselves. The first task of coming out was not to let people get to me in
For the next two years I struggled with the concept that I might actually be gay. By junior I was certain that I was in fact all the things that I was called in middle school, but because of the negative memories I decided it was a secret that I was better of keeping to myself. That was until the spring semester of my senior year in high school when I decided that I was going to live my life the way I wanted to. I would no longer allow people to scare me into being anything other then what I wanted to be I would live my life openly and honestly. On the evening of February 16, 2014 I came out as Gay on literally every social media platform I owned. The following morning, to my surprise, my classmates for the most part greeted me with open arms. As I walked from class to class I received a staggering amount of compliments and support. I was quite frankly overwhelmed when I did get a negative comment and a dozen people rushed to my
My parents were struggling after my older sister came out a lesbian before fleeing to college. Seeing how hurt they were, I kept my support for her secret. I remember one night hearing my mom alone in her room, sobbing and crying to God. She pleaded with Him, begging “why me?” I could not come out.
As a nine-year-old girl I knew I was not “normal”. I didn’t like boys the way my friends did and I would always push my thoughts about girls away because it was “wrong”. At fourteen I started to come to terms with who I was. The thought of being a lesbian in high school petrified me. I thought I would never be able to openly be myself, I would lose friends and everyone would see me differently. The thought of finding love never crossed my mind because I never knew how I would tell a complete stranger that I was a lesbian. My family was extremely supportive after the initial
It is a fair assumption to say that America is approaching a new age in understanding and accepting the many variations of human sexual orientation. More same-sex couples have fostered children than ever before in our nation 's history. Institutions such as military and professional sports have (slowly but surely) began to accept openly gay members. Most importantly, a recent amendment to the Marriage Act of 1961 now defines marriage as a union of two people; an amendment which removed the prohibition of same-sex marriages. These landmarks in the progression of social awareness surrounding sexual orientation are derivative of scientific findings disputing the "choice" theory. As outlined in Simon LeVay 's book, Gay, Straight, and the Reason Why, the result of someone 's sexual orientation "emerges from the prenatal sexual differentiation of the brain" (LeVay 2011: 271) What LeVay means in this context is, "whether a person ends up gay or straight depends in large part on how this process of biological differentiation goes forward, with the lead actors being genes, sex hormones, and the brain systems" (LeVay 2011: 271). Much research, proven and theoretical, has been done on the concept of what makes people gay. Many factors surrounding socialization in regards to sexual orientation have undergone extensive scientific scrutiny (LeVay 2011: 77). Although there is evidence that suggests social and environmental elements play a role in sexual orientation, it is
By October 11th, 2015, everyone knew of my sexuality. Everyone, that is, except my mum. My mum, who I have long been close to, who I have known longer than anyone in the world, was completely unaware of her daughter’s attraction to people of the same gender.
The most controversial questions that arise in relation to sexual orientation are targeted towards how one’s sexual orientation forms, what factors go into it and most importantly whether individuals have a choice in this process. According to the American Psychology Association, one’s sexual orientation is not adopted via an individual’s choice, but rather develops as a result of “cognitive and biological factors” and as well as by interacting with the surrounding environment. In simpler terms, there is a possibility in everybody even you and me being a homosexual.
I knew it would be a challenging for my family to accept me being gay. Being the only gay male in the family was not as easy as it sounded in my head. I decided to wait for the “right time”. As years passed, it took a toll out of
Luckily I stood my ground and raised a beautiful daughter with no “help” from my parents. Today we live in a world where girls are pregnant by 16 and have a reality show on TV about it and nobody seems to care or think this is wrong, and by 20, they have 2 or 3 children and the majority of the time they all have a different father. Gender and sexuality can be defined within our anatomy as in the differences of orgasms; most men can have one or two while women are able to have many more in just one session of lovemaking as well as our physical age when we are having it. Gender and sexual behavior are also more open now, last fall I had the pleasure of one of my grandsons coming “out of the closet” and declaring he was gay. All-star quarterback and girls all over him but we all knew something was different about him. He is happy and well-adjusted now and he is who he is, we love him no less. He hurts just as we all do with a breakup and sadly it all gets posted on Facebook (my least favorite place to be). Some cultures expect a girl to
Within the last decade society has become more open to ideology and lifestyles that years ago were tabo. This is largely due to the fact that the millennial generation may be one of the most laid back and accepting generations of all time. One major lifestyle that was rarely expected was homosexuality within the last decade this issue is no longer in the closet. Most people feel comfortable being open about their lifestyle choice and even show it off. Shortly after the acceptance of gays by society a new issue presented itself and this is transgender people. The community as whole fights for their rights together and it is referred to as LGBTQ. LGBTQ means lesbians, gays, transgender, bisexual, and queer. The LGBTQ community has made great progress in the last decade they have become more open about their community and have gained rights that they should have always had. Even though the community has made progress they still have a long way way to go especially within the workplace.
As I sit here as a soon to be senior, I still can hear the words my mom screamed at me the day I had announced I was gay! But this wasn't the first time I tried to come out but this was the worse. I had come out many times but been pushed back into the closet because of my her in denial.
Growing up everyone is told that they are unique. “Be yourself,” “use your God-given talent,” and other expressions such as these impress the aforementioned narrative into our minds. Thus, when I was around thirteen years old, I thought my sexuality was just a part of me that only I had. I wanted to share this feature about myself; I wanted to take pride in it and show it off. Coming out to a close few friends showed positive and emotional responses. Riding on this high, I was ready to embrace myself in high school. Yet, my naivety took the best of me as I was going to an all male, religious high school. My sexuality has provided me with experiences that have and will continue to shape my life. These struggles, whether they are internal or external, have provided me with invaluable skills.
I needed to find the right moment. I slept on it. Luckily for me, the right moment came the morning after at breakfast. My dad asked me if my cousin had come over the night before and I told him yes. This, finally, was the moment I had been waiting for. I asked my mom to join us and I came out to them, I was so scared that I was crying, silent tears, but painful nonetheless. I told them I knew I was gay since I was 10, that I was sorry I had lied all those times they asked me about a girlfriend, and that most of all I was just tired of having to hide who I was to them. My dad spoke first, “why haven’t you trusted us? You could have come to me anything and been honest. I love you and nothing changes that. This changes nothing and you’ll always be my son.” My mother just looked me in the eyes and said, “Be honest, be straightforward, and do not waver from the truth, ever. I love you always.” The relief this brought can only be compared to a tsunami of joy flooding my entire body. I was