silversmith1213
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Well, I'm not quite sure what's making me do this, but I'll continue on since I have been here long enough to realize everyone's really great and supportive here. I don't expect anyone to read this and I'm not in terrible need of help or anything, I just really need to tell my story and get it off my chest. It won't be a novel or anything but here it goes.
I grew up to a conservative family and had a pretty great childhood. I've always been a straight A student but as a child suffered from insanely bad separation anxiety (for my mother). I luckily got out of it (although it wasn't until junior high that it was gone), but along with my straight A's and Honors/AP classes has always been an immense amount of pressure. The funny thing is, my parents haven't/don't pressure me at all. I'm a perfectionist and as long as I can remember I've made myself perform above average. I mean basically if it's not an A I get mad at myself. I try to be easier on myself but it just won't happen. Anyway, I am on anti-anxiety medication just so that I can live in the present and not always worry about tomorrow. I hate to be dependent on meds, and have tried to get off of them, but suffered extreme headaches (literally I would have done anything for it to stop) for 2 months before I was put back on.
Now although I'm the school nazi, I don't consider myself "nerdy" or "geeky" or any other of those stereotypes. At least I don't consider myself to look like a nerd. I'm no jock, I absolutely suck at sports, but I also don't hack into my next door neighbors computer for fun. I play a few video games here and there, but a lot of my time is taken up with school. A lot of my spare time is actually dedicated to my animals, of which I have way too many
I consider myself lucky to have parents that are together and a pretty good family atmosphere. Of course we have a fair amount of conflicts now that I'm 18 (and for a few years before), but that happens. Also I've never really been too close with my dad, but I still love him. We just have very different personalities (actually it's mostly he doesn't find my sarcasm funny). Speaking of sarcasm, I am very cynical and sarcastic, but I'm really working on trying not to be. So back to family. My family has always been supportive of me, but they are very conservative and we live in a very conservative neighborhood. As a result I have not come out to my family (nor anyone for that matter), and probably won't be coming out to them anytime soon. My dad seems to have a special dislike for gays, and my mom doesn't seem to have a strong opinion but she still comments on really flamboyant gays and cracks some gay jokes. Actually while shopping yesterday she told me a shirt I liked looked gay and told me if I bought it she'd think I was a fag
. Thanks mom! My grandma, who is like my best friend in the world, has also shown a pretty strong dislike for gays.
As far as friends go I've had some really good friendships with some really bad endings. I've always been the kind of person that would take a bullet for my best friend and as a result have been pretty hurt. My first really close knit group of friends drifted apart as we grew older and shared less interest. I actually still say "hi" to them every once in a while and really regret our little group kinda split. My second really good group of friends was the ones who pretty much ruined friendship for me. We hung out all the time and were great friends, but then one of them really started bothering me about religion. He was a mormon and said that because I wasn't I'd be going to hell and blah blah. I ended up not talking to him for a while, and in the meantime he decided to spread rumors about me. No one else in the group backed me up (in fact they were more behind him for some reason), and so I left that group feeling incredibly betrayed. Years later now if I see one of them they still give my dirty looks or look at one another and giggle. I moved on to another set of friends which were good people, but they never wanted to hang out with me. When I found out they hung out together with out me as a matter of habit, that was the end of them. I've stayed kinda between groups since and have made friends with lots of people and hung out with different groups, but don't have any close relationships or what I would call real "friendship". There's no one I would confide in (like this for example) or want to be with every day to hang out.
What haven't I covered so far in this God awful rant? Ah yes. For a long time growing up I knew I wasn't sexually interested in girls and thought I'd grow into it. I had no idea that I was actually attracted to men. I don't know exactly when or how I realized it, but I did, and for a pretty good while after that was ashamed of it. I tried to tell myself it was just a phase, but I was wrong. I've accepted myself as gay for a while now and I'm not ashamed at all, but also won't be wearing any rainbow shirts with "gay pride" on them anytime soon.
I'm pretty loaded with insecurities about myself and try my hardest to ignore them. I mean, I hate my body. I'm not really overweight (well ok, like 10 pounds), but I just feel like I have no chance without a six pack and a sweet bod. Lately probably the biggest thing bothering me is I think my face is too round. My face... looks fat. Ok... so its not that I don't think I have a chance at all, it's just if I were someone else, I don't think I would exactly be impressed with myself. I ran track and cross country for two and a half years but stopped due to a knee condition and haven't exercised very well since. I'm trying to diet and exercise, but there's really not enough time in the day. I mean, why else would I be writing this at 12:30 at night. Besides, even when I was running 6-8 miles a day I didn't have the body I wanted so I need to make a plan. I'm hoping that after I get all of my college apps and scholarships figured out I'll have time to go to the gym between work and the hundreds of hours of community service I need. I really want a gym buddy so I can have some company (and some support), but haven't found anyone yet.
My last problem with myself is hard to explain. I feel like I'm too into guys for their bodies and not for who they are. I mean sure maybe it's because I don't really get to know that many people very well, but I'm not sure. I've had a crush on like a third of the water polo team (and still do... but don't get me started), yet it is kinda disappointing to myself I've only had a crush on one person for personality, and they actually had a pretty nice body. I want so hard to change it, but I just can't find myself getting in a relationship with someone who I really didn't like how they looked. There's no chance in hell that's what I would base a relationship on, but to tell the truth I don't think I would go for someone who was really overweight or looked like a gorilla or something. God, it sounds so vain and I hate myself for saying it! There's this horrible little piece deep down inside me that just wants a relationship with a hot, tan, muscled stud and no one else. Obviously I can't just pursue relationships with guys because of how they look, but is it wrong of me to take physical/sexual interest with me while I'm looking for relationships? In the perfect world I know I'd be completely open to everyone, but as sad as it sounds I know I'm not.
I mean I have my own "style" which I guess is fine. I don't like feminine gays, extremely flamboyant gays, or drag queens or anything... Well, I don't know where I'm going with this but I could rant for hours and not say anything important so I'll just stop.
Back to the crushes I've had, I've agonized and agonized over some of them but have never been able to act. High school is simply too dangerous of a place to be openly gay, and if the person I had a crush on didn't have any sympathy, the whole school would know in about 5 minutes.
Well, as if that wasn't my life story right there, but if I think of anything I forgot I'll just ad it later.
Oh and yea, it already feels good to put this down in words.
BTW- sorry for any misspellings, bad grammar, or not breaking it up enough. I tried!
I grew up to a conservative family and had a pretty great childhood. I've always been a straight A student but as a child suffered from insanely bad separation anxiety (for my mother). I luckily got out of it (although it wasn't until junior high that it was gone), but along with my straight A's and Honors/AP classes has always been an immense amount of pressure. The funny thing is, my parents haven't/don't pressure me at all. I'm a perfectionist and as long as I can remember I've made myself perform above average. I mean basically if it's not an A I get mad at myself. I try to be easier on myself but it just won't happen. Anyway, I am on anti-anxiety medication just so that I can live in the present and not always worry about tomorrow. I hate to be dependent on meds, and have tried to get off of them, but suffered extreme headaches (literally I would have done anything for it to stop) for 2 months before I was put back on.
Now although I'm the school nazi, I don't consider myself "nerdy" or "geeky" or any other of those stereotypes. At least I don't consider myself to look like a nerd. I'm no jock, I absolutely suck at sports, but I also don't hack into my next door neighbors computer for fun. I play a few video games here and there, but a lot of my time is taken up with school. A lot of my spare time is actually dedicated to my animals, of which I have way too many
I consider myself lucky to have parents that are together and a pretty good family atmosphere. Of course we have a fair amount of conflicts now that I'm 18 (and for a few years before), but that happens. Also I've never really been too close with my dad, but I still love him. We just have very different personalities (actually it's mostly he doesn't find my sarcasm funny). Speaking of sarcasm, I am very cynical and sarcastic, but I'm really working on trying not to be. So back to family. My family has always been supportive of me, but they are very conservative and we live in a very conservative neighborhood. As a result I have not come out to my family (nor anyone for that matter), and probably won't be coming out to them anytime soon. My dad seems to have a special dislike for gays, and my mom doesn't seem to have a strong opinion but she still comments on really flamboyant gays and cracks some gay jokes. Actually while shopping yesterday she told me a shirt I liked looked gay and told me if I bought it she'd think I was a fag
As far as friends go I've had some really good friendships with some really bad endings. I've always been the kind of person that would take a bullet for my best friend and as a result have been pretty hurt. My first really close knit group of friends drifted apart as we grew older and shared less interest. I actually still say "hi" to them every once in a while and really regret our little group kinda split. My second really good group of friends was the ones who pretty much ruined friendship for me. We hung out all the time and were great friends, but then one of them really started bothering me about religion. He was a mormon and said that because I wasn't I'd be going to hell and blah blah. I ended up not talking to him for a while, and in the meantime he decided to spread rumors about me. No one else in the group backed me up (in fact they were more behind him for some reason), and so I left that group feeling incredibly betrayed. Years later now if I see one of them they still give my dirty looks or look at one another and giggle. I moved on to another set of friends which were good people, but they never wanted to hang out with me. When I found out they hung out together with out me as a matter of habit, that was the end of them. I've stayed kinda between groups since and have made friends with lots of people and hung out with different groups, but don't have any close relationships or what I would call real "friendship". There's no one I would confide in (like this for example) or want to be with every day to hang out.
What haven't I covered so far in this God awful rant? Ah yes. For a long time growing up I knew I wasn't sexually interested in girls and thought I'd grow into it. I had no idea that I was actually attracted to men. I don't know exactly when or how I realized it, but I did, and for a pretty good while after that was ashamed of it. I tried to tell myself it was just a phase, but I was wrong. I've accepted myself as gay for a while now and I'm not ashamed at all, but also won't be wearing any rainbow shirts with "gay pride" on them anytime soon.
I'm pretty loaded with insecurities about myself and try my hardest to ignore them. I mean, I hate my body. I'm not really overweight (well ok, like 10 pounds), but I just feel like I have no chance without a six pack and a sweet bod. Lately probably the biggest thing bothering me is I think my face is too round. My face... looks fat. Ok... so its not that I don't think I have a chance at all, it's just if I were someone else, I don't think I would exactly be impressed with myself. I ran track and cross country for two and a half years but stopped due to a knee condition and haven't exercised very well since. I'm trying to diet and exercise, but there's really not enough time in the day. I mean, why else would I be writing this at 12:30 at night. Besides, even when I was running 6-8 miles a day I didn't have the body I wanted so I need to make a plan. I'm hoping that after I get all of my college apps and scholarships figured out I'll have time to go to the gym between work and the hundreds of hours of community service I need. I really want a gym buddy so I can have some company (and some support), but haven't found anyone yet.
My last problem with myself is hard to explain. I feel like I'm too into guys for their bodies and not for who they are. I mean sure maybe it's because I don't really get to know that many people very well, but I'm not sure. I've had a crush on like a third of the water polo team (and still do... but don't get me started), yet it is kinda disappointing to myself I've only had a crush on one person for personality, and they actually had a pretty nice body. I want so hard to change it, but I just can't find myself getting in a relationship with someone who I really didn't like how they looked. There's no chance in hell that's what I would base a relationship on, but to tell the truth I don't think I would go for someone who was really overweight or looked like a gorilla or something. God, it sounds so vain and I hate myself for saying it! There's this horrible little piece deep down inside me that just wants a relationship with a hot, tan, muscled stud and no one else. Obviously I can't just pursue relationships with guys because of how they look, but is it wrong of me to take physical/sexual interest with me while I'm looking for relationships? In the perfect world I know I'd be completely open to everyone, but as sad as it sounds I know I'm not.
Back to the crushes I've had, I've agonized and agonized over some of them but have never been able to act. High school is simply too dangerous of a place to be openly gay, and if the person I had a crush on didn't have any sympathy, the whole school would know in about 5 minutes.
Well, as if that wasn't my life story right there, but if I think of anything I forgot I'll just ad it later.









