Hello everyone on here.
This is my first journal entry, as you can possibly tell.
Somehow, I don't feel awkward at all.
Probably because I don't feel so alone anymore,
I don't feel depressed anymore,
I feel like people can actually understand me now.
I don't feel like a freak.
People have called me a freak before.
Only because I dressed like a ninja on the last day of 7th grade.
I don't see anything wrong with it, it was just a one time thing.
I wonder what would happen if they knew I was a lesbian.
My classmates use "gay" and "lesbian" as insults.
EVEN THOUGH we are in MASSACHUSETTS,
In an ACCEPTING community,
THEY STILL USE THEM AS AN INSULT.
It's so annoying.
Anyway, my parents are homophobic.
So is my little brother.
They think it's wrong to be gay or lesbian.
At least my older sisters are accepting of my sexual orientation.
They are some of the people who know.
I came out to some of my friends.
They were accepting too.
Some of them are bisexual, too.
I feel lucky, somehow.
Because I know, there are probably people out there, who have it worse than me.
So I'm not going to rant about how much my life sucks and such.
Well, at least I'll try not too.
I don't know what to say now.
Umm.... I"m bipolar.
Which is the meaning behind my username here, The sometime spazz.
I get energetic sometimes. Other times, I'm calm. Or angsty.
Wooo, teenage angst and puburty, with an extra dose of parental homophobia sprinkled on top.
What a wonderful recipe.
Eh, it's late at night, I should go sleep.