JayQueer
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I'm 25 and I'm from Southern California. I am Indian-American (my parents came to the US from India). I am also a gay man.
My parents have known that I am gay for about 1 year. But they would prefer that I not talk about it -- they want me to stay in the closet, at least for another 10 years. They often say that I am selfish for not wanting to settle down in a traditional lifestyle with a wife (an Indian girl, of course) and give them grandchildren. My parents are extremely traditional & conservative -- my father still thinks I should consider "therapy" that might help me "change" to become straight. Still, due to my Indian culture, I cannot break my ties and connections with my parents.
I thought I would find a little more acceptance in L.A., in West Hollywood, but I've found that the guys in West Hollywood aren't interested in me at all. I guess maybe because I have a merely average (or by gay standards, maybe even fat) body. Maybe it's because my life doesn't revolve entirely around drinking or partying. Or maybe it's because I'm Indian, and most of the other guys are White. Perhaps all of those gay guys from the Midwest see me as a foreigner, even though I've lived in California longer than any of them.
When I look at my personal life, I don't know if there's anything to look forward to. Does being a gay man mean that I have to spend my time in gay bars, or trolling Craigslist or Grindr, hoping to hook-up with a different guy every night?
My (straight) friends are married, or are getting ready to get married soon. I cringe -- not because they're getting married -- but because I'm constantly reminded that I haven't found a special someone in my life, or at the least, a close group of gay friends whose lives don't revolve around sex or something superficial.
I accept myself for being gay, even though I wish I wasn't gay. I just don't know if I'm strong enough to face the discrimination & challenges that being openly gay entails. I cannot count the number of times I have cried myself to sleep.
I feel like just a failure and disappointment & just don't know if life is worth living anymore.
My parents have known that I am gay for about 1 year. But they would prefer that I not talk about it -- they want me to stay in the closet, at least for another 10 years. They often say that I am selfish for not wanting to settle down in a traditional lifestyle with a wife (an Indian girl, of course) and give them grandchildren. My parents are extremely traditional & conservative -- my father still thinks I should consider "therapy" that might help me "change" to become straight. Still, due to my Indian culture, I cannot break my ties and connections with my parents.
I thought I would find a little more acceptance in L.A., in West Hollywood, but I've found that the guys in West Hollywood aren't interested in me at all. I guess maybe because I have a merely average (or by gay standards, maybe even fat) body. Maybe it's because my life doesn't revolve entirely around drinking or partying. Or maybe it's because I'm Indian, and most of the other guys are White. Perhaps all of those gay guys from the Midwest see me as a foreigner, even though I've lived in California longer than any of them.
When I look at my personal life, I don't know if there's anything to look forward to. Does being a gay man mean that I have to spend my time in gay bars, or trolling Craigslist or Grindr, hoping to hook-up with a different guy every night?
My (straight) friends are married, or are getting ready to get married soon. I cringe -- not because they're getting married -- but because I'm constantly reminded that I haven't found a special someone in my life, or at the least, a close group of gay friends whose lives don't revolve around sex or something superficial.
I accept myself for being gay, even though I wish I wasn't gay. I just don't know if I'm strong enough to face the discrimination & challenges that being openly gay entails. I cannot count the number of times I have cried myself to sleep.
I feel like just a failure and disappointment & just don't know if life is worth living anymore.

























