Right now, I am in the midst of a huge and terrible breakthrough.
I just realized, in a chat with my best friend, Shelby (dracofangxxx) that I will have to tell my parents everything. How will they handle knowing that they never knew that their son was gay? That he will never grow up how they assumed? That he would never get a comfy 1 wife 2 kid family? That he will not follow the established life plan?
And it's not just them. I WANT to follow the status quo, and have that family, and that life. And yet it's impossible. It will never happen. I shall be the outsider. The deviant. The ABNORMAL one.
It's all fine now to say I'm gay. I'm not in real life here. I'm not in for anything serious. But later, I will...
How could something that (I hope) I didn't cause, make me have this much grief? Why me? What did I do? Did I do something before the 3rd grade to deserve this? That's when I realized I was, so did I just do something? Anything? D: