When I was a teen ager I sat in the first raw of a history
class and the boy next to me told me: "You are a Homosexual".
The words pierced my heart like a knife". I went home and looked
in the dictionary. I remembered the bible stories taught in school
aout gays who were condemed and stoned and cast out of society. I
wanted to die. I envied my father who was old and did not have many
years left. I looked for a way out. I tried to prove to myself
that I was not gay. I hid the thoughts I had from everyone and even
for myself. Istarted developing my own theories so I can prove that
I am not gay. I was afraid to sit by man in a bus. I
started to lose my mind. I did not share it with anyone for years.
Many years later I met a sixty year old man on a beach. A stranger.
He felt my distress and with a few soothing words helped me see the light
again and regain my life and Self Cofidence. I continued meeting
with him and we became life long friends.
I will never forget him.