Hello readers! My high school does this thing once a year called the Ulympics. It's basically a school-wide competition between the four grades. It encompasses academic, disciplinary, and athletic competitions. The grade with the most points in the end gets class of the year. It's not much, just bragging rights. Stop judging!!!
A friend and I were selected to do the English portion of the academic competition for our grade. May I just say: We may just be Juniors, but we're damn good writers! I was pumped before hand, and writing the essay was so fun! I know, my geek is showing. But literature is amazing!
So, after the Seniors inevitably won, I was still pretty pumped. A large amount of tea and a kicking pep rally would get anyone's adrenaline flowing! This good mood went spiraling down rather fast. Now, as you may know, I am gay. For some reason, people think this is reason enough to make fun of me.
I was walking out of the gym, minding my own business, when I passed a group of guys. I was still relatively close to them when I heard: "Yea, let him pass. We don't want him behind us!"
Now, first off, I have never seen these guys. Nor do I know any of their friends. But being gay in a small town makes me a gossip subject, so they "knew" me. They all laughed and proceeded to make gay jokes until they arrived at their class. By then, my self-image and pumped mood were going down the drain.
I would love to know what goes through their heads. What makes them think that making fun of me is worth-while? Are they paid per burn? Compensated for using their very lightly used brains?
Anyway, I wanted to talk about how people make you feel today. I will be the first to admit I need help at this. And let me be frank about this: I'm not perfect. I need to take my own advice very often. So I'm not preaching. But, honestly, screw what others think of you. You don't go home with them. And if you do, then they aren't really the person you should be going home with. It took me 17 years to realize that about my mother.
Be happy with yourself, no matter weight, sexuality, style, race, or anything else that makes you a unique and beautiful person. And also, if the shit people throw at you gets to be too much, talk to someone. I'm going to try to start up a facebook page with information on a chat service for the blog readers. I don't really know where it will lead, but I think it would be nice if the readers, myself, and anyone could talk to people who don't judge. To have a safe environment to chat. Even chat anonymously. If anyone has any ideas, let me know!
As always, feel free to contact me, I'll get back as soon as possible. Have a pleasant night readers! Au bientot!
Oh, and here is a picture of me with my two best girlfriends. These girls are so nice!

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