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I'm fucked up. I just don't think anyone knows it. I feel like pouring out my feelings and this is going to be the first time that I do this kind of thing, so its going to be long. Thanks for reading if you do. If you don't want to, really don't it's no big deal.
So I guess I'll start with who (I think) I am. I'm 18, graduating from high school soon and will be attending one of the top schools in the country. I'm in with the "popular crowd" at school and have some supposedly great friends. My family is perfect.
That obnoxious little stepford wives description of my life is what people see when they see me. In fact, it's what ive been trying to project for so many years. Although they have never explicitly said it, my parents are obsessed with appearances, and I can tell that they are just delighted to have such a "good kid". I, in turn, have grown up under this mindset, and have adopted it wholeheartedly, albeit unwillingly.
As you can tell by now, I have been doing a lot of thinking lately, not only about my sexual orientation (hence, this site) and stuff but also about whether my life is actually useful to me or someone else. Don't take me wrong, im not suicidal or any of that kind of thing, but it is depressing to think that I might have wasted my childhood in a fake land of looks (literal and metaphorical) rather than true meaning.
I've also come to the conclusion that my obsession with appearances has led me to deny the full reality of my sexuality for so long. I'm not saying hide, because to hide it would be to act "straight," and almost anyone who meets me can tell that something is a little "off," whether it be from a hand motion or my slightly higher voice or whatever. Many people have suspected that I'm gay, I have just denied it up to this point in some hope of preserving some aspect of myself that I now realize doesn't really exist.
How pathetic is this: at 18, I have never done anything with a guy or a girl. Maybe I think it is more pathetic because I know myself. I am a realist, and know that I am genetically lucky: tall enough, thin, muscular, blonde hair, green eyes. I have been called attractive many times, and I tend to believe it not because of some huge ego that I have, but because it emphasizes the fact that my problem is my mindset and (hopefully) that alone.
While my family is "liberal," they are actually one of those economically liberal, "help the poor and the workers" families rather than one of those "we like gays" liberal families. In fact, I have never heard my father say word "gay." My mom always makes fun of the gay guys on reality tv, while I cringe and then laugh with her, to keep up appearances, of course.
My friends aren't really better. They are all liberal and understanding on the surface, but in reality I know that they are just dumb, shallow popular girls. All girls too. I wish someone would just out me for me. Its not like its not obvious guys.
But that's just it. I've made it not obvious. I tell everyone about my "crushes" on girls, and just asked the most annoying girl to prom because everybody thought that we would be a cute couple. I realize now that I have fucked myself over for when I come out, because I have turned something obvious into something concealed through the power of sheer denial.
I feel that I have come to this time of self-assessment now mainly because I realize that I have been presented with a great opportunity to escape my situation - namely, a very gay-friendly, very great college that i have been accepted to and decided to attend. Importantly, it is 400 miles away from my home, something I made sure of.
The thing is, I want to be myself at college, but I feel that I have so obscured the self that I did have through this act that I have put up throughout high school and before. I really just don't know what to do in terms of rediscovering myself in a new, yet still incredibly stressful environment. And I don't know what to do with the people I leave behind here when I go to college. I almost just want to start anew and separate from everything but I know that I have to deal with the baggage that I have created for myself, somehow.
I don't even know if I actually asked for advice in this, or if I'm being narcissistic or if I'm babbling because its 2:36 am...but if you read this, I truly appreciate you.
So I guess I'll start with who (I think) I am. I'm 18, graduating from high school soon and will be attending one of the top schools in the country. I'm in with the "popular crowd" at school and have some supposedly great friends. My family is perfect.
That obnoxious little stepford wives description of my life is what people see when they see me. In fact, it's what ive been trying to project for so many years. Although they have never explicitly said it, my parents are obsessed with appearances, and I can tell that they are just delighted to have such a "good kid". I, in turn, have grown up under this mindset, and have adopted it wholeheartedly, albeit unwillingly.
As you can tell by now, I have been doing a lot of thinking lately, not only about my sexual orientation (hence, this site) and stuff but also about whether my life is actually useful to me or someone else. Don't take me wrong, im not suicidal or any of that kind of thing, but it is depressing to think that I might have wasted my childhood in a fake land of looks (literal and metaphorical) rather than true meaning.
I've also come to the conclusion that my obsession with appearances has led me to deny the full reality of my sexuality for so long. I'm not saying hide, because to hide it would be to act "straight," and almost anyone who meets me can tell that something is a little "off," whether it be from a hand motion or my slightly higher voice or whatever. Many people have suspected that I'm gay, I have just denied it up to this point in some hope of preserving some aspect of myself that I now realize doesn't really exist.
How pathetic is this: at 18, I have never done anything with a guy or a girl. Maybe I think it is more pathetic because I know myself. I am a realist, and know that I am genetically lucky: tall enough, thin, muscular, blonde hair, green eyes. I have been called attractive many times, and I tend to believe it not because of some huge ego that I have, but because it emphasizes the fact that my problem is my mindset and (hopefully) that alone.
While my family is "liberal," they are actually one of those economically liberal, "help the poor and the workers" families rather than one of those "we like gays" liberal families. In fact, I have never heard my father say word "gay." My mom always makes fun of the gay guys on reality tv, while I cringe and then laugh with her, to keep up appearances, of course.
My friends aren't really better. They are all liberal and understanding on the surface, but in reality I know that they are just dumb, shallow popular girls. All girls too. I wish someone would just out me for me. Its not like its not obvious guys.
But that's just it. I've made it not obvious. I tell everyone about my "crushes" on girls, and just asked the most annoying girl to prom because everybody thought that we would be a cute couple. I realize now that I have fucked myself over for when I come out, because I have turned something obvious into something concealed through the power of sheer denial.
I feel that I have come to this time of self-assessment now mainly because I realize that I have been presented with a great opportunity to escape my situation - namely, a very gay-friendly, very great college that i have been accepted to and decided to attend. Importantly, it is 400 miles away from my home, something I made sure of.
The thing is, I want to be myself at college, but I feel that I have so obscured the self that I did have through this act that I have put up throughout high school and before. I really just don't know what to do in terms of rediscovering myself in a new, yet still incredibly stressful environment. And I don't know what to do with the people I leave behind here when I go to college. I almost just want to start anew and separate from everything but I know that I have to deal with the baggage that I have created for myself, somehow.
I don't even know if I actually asked for advice in this, or if I'm being narcissistic or if I'm babbling because its 2:36 am...but if you read this, I truly appreciate you.










