Coming out story

(Guys this story is hard and long so forgive me)

The day was June 24, 2017. Two days before my birthday, I was tired of hiding who I was. Things needed to change, so I made a Instagram story and came out. Most of the people who are on snap don’t follow me on Instagram, so in July right, before school started back, I came out to my snapchat. That’s when Someone slid up on my story, and told me he was bi or curious. I thought that we had something special, but he didn’t want me to tell anyone. I was friends with his ex, and I explained the situation without giving any names and she told me to leave it alone because the person I was talking about was not worth my time. Well, one day I got grounded and my phone, my iPod, and my stuff were taken. When I finally got it back and Bryan was done with me, but didn’t find out from him. I found out on social media. What hurts the most is that I didn’t find out from him, and that he lied and told me that he wouldn’t leave. Then, Thanksgiving night/Black Friday morning, I had texted his ex/my friend and told her that I needed to tell her something. I said, ” Remember the situation that I told you about? Well, the guy is someone we both know.” I know that was wrong, but I was angry and upset that he had hurt me and I feel bad about it. But for the last two years, he will not own up to his actions and to the role he played. He has verbally abusive me, and has attacked me over text message. I’m done with his controlling ways. This is a sad story to write, and I wish it ended very differently but it didn’t. When he finds out that I wrote this he will be pissed, but I don’t care. The truth is the truth, and we can’t take it back all we gotta do is move on. Hopefully, one day we can be friends, but I don’t know if that will happen. My parents think that I shouldn’t tell people that I’m gay, but it’s not the their choice; it’s mine. It’s not their life, and for them to try and make me keep to myself when I did for so long is so wrong, and gross. They should love me for who I am, but we will get into that later in the blog because that is a story all to itself. Someone does not know that I’m writing this, and he will get mad that I’m doing this, but this is my blog and my side of the story and the truth.

Thank you guys for reading. In the next blog post, we will talk about my semester in college and all the crazy stuff I did. As well as when my depression started getting worse. Please, as always, if your new, please subscribe and become part of this amazing family and journey.