Now I don't know how to come out of it. Its almost terrifying really. Been here so long I honestly don't know how to proceed.
I knew I was gay since quite young. Middle school most likely. My friends would stand around checking out girls, but I just kept checking out the guys playing basketball down at the court.
Of course I had to keep this all a secret. Guys suspected of being gay were ostracized, ridiculed and psychologically abused. I saw to many times and it seeded within me a deep fear of being known as gay and losing my friends. I live in latin america and gays had little support even from teachers and parents. Men and women both make jokes about homosexuality and think of it as a defect.
I was in a very loose relationship with this 23 year old woman/girl when I was 22. I knew i was just using her as a cover and I felt miserable. Despite my indifference to her she always kept pursuing me. I broke it off as gently as I could, but never told her the real reason.
Fast foward to the present and I am 28 years old and I am so used to being in the closet that its just become my way of life. Of course this is killing me, I know it is. I recently went back to college to finish my degree and its hard not to notice all the beautiful men around me. While I worked it was easy not to think about this part of my life, but now, back in school its not.
Still my fear lingers after such a long time. My family hate gays. That adds to my anxiety. I want to move on and explore this part of my repressed life, but every time I try to talk to a guy I falter. It leads to very awkward moment and I just walk away. I also fear the whole he is not gay after all situation. I am still in latin america and even know the whole homophobia lingers even in college, albeit not as marked as it used to be.
Even people who I know are gay, for some reason, I can't tell them that I am. The words stuck in my throat.
I am glad I wrote this, it helps me feel better, but its not enough. I have grown very unhappy lately and I know its because of this. As I get older maybe it gets harder to come out and meet someone I like. I already miss so much and I feel no other guy will take interest in someone who has lived with such a fear for such a long time.
I hope what i wrote makes sense and its not hard to read.
Thanks to any who read this and I welcome any tips to break out of this cocoon I am in.
I knew I was gay since quite young. Middle school most likely. My friends would stand around checking out girls, but I just kept checking out the guys playing basketball down at the court.
Of course I had to keep this all a secret. Guys suspected of being gay were ostracized, ridiculed and psychologically abused. I saw to many times and it seeded within me a deep fear of being known as gay and losing my friends. I live in latin america and gays had little support even from teachers and parents. Men and women both make jokes about homosexuality and think of it as a defect.
I was in a very loose relationship with this 23 year old woman/girl when I was 22. I knew i was just using her as a cover and I felt miserable. Despite my indifference to her she always kept pursuing me. I broke it off as gently as I could, but never told her the real reason.
Fast foward to the present and I am 28 years old and I am so used to being in the closet that its just become my way of life. Of course this is killing me, I know it is. I recently went back to college to finish my degree and its hard not to notice all the beautiful men around me. While I worked it was easy not to think about this part of my life, but now, back in school its not.
Still my fear lingers after such a long time. My family hate gays. That adds to my anxiety. I want to move on and explore this part of my repressed life, but every time I try to talk to a guy I falter. It leads to very awkward moment and I just walk away. I also fear the whole he is not gay after all situation. I am still in latin america and even know the whole homophobia lingers even in college, albeit not as marked as it used to be.
Even people who I know are gay, for some reason, I can't tell them that I am. The words stuck in my throat.
I am glad I wrote this, it helps me feel better, but its not enough. I have grown very unhappy lately and I know its because of this. As I get older maybe it gets harder to come out and meet someone I like. I already miss so much and I feel no other guy will take interest in someone who has lived with such a fear for such a long time.
I hope what i wrote makes sense and its not hard to read.
Thanks to any who read this and I welcome any tips to break out of this cocoon I am in.


















