Of an old friend

socialist's picture

I just remembered this and I think it is worth mentioning. I had a friend through all of middle school called Will. We were best friends, and he was my only friend here who's ever been to my house. Well, I've known him for a long time, so maybe that's why I've never noticed this, but a couple of my friends say that he's a flaming closet gay. This was sort of a shock to me, for some reason (maybe because he's said some homophobic stuff). Anyway, in 7th grade, there were rumors that we were more than friends. In 8th grade, people just got used to the fact that we weren't boyfriends and forgot about it. I still keep in touch with him, but not as much as I used to. Anyway, I just think it's funny that there were these rumors a couple years ago, now that I know that I'm gay.


elph's picture

I feel that one's friends...

...are often much more perceptive than they are given credit for.

Regrettably... I think we all like to have available a cloak of plausible deniability. This likely explains his seemingly homophobic utterances.

Being true to oneself in a social environment that is suspected to be less than sympathetic/understanding remains a challenge... even today! But... oh... so much better than even just a few short years ago!