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 Asking Him to Be My Friend
This is the letter that I wrote to my dad recently:
Dear Dad,
I'm coming home for Christmas, and I want to tell you some things ahead of time. I don't want to put you on the spot. I value you as a father and as a friend, and hope that we can remain that way.
I am very much looking forward to the trip home, but I have to admit that there is some sorrow and anxiety mixed with these feelings, as I know your views on homosexuality and that it is some sort of a mental illness.
I am homosexual; Dad, and I have come out. I need you to know these things before I come home because I want to remain friends with you, and I want you to be friends with the real me.
When did I find out I am gay? You might ask. I could be the saucy teen that I used to be and ask you when you decided that you weren't, but that really doesn't express the way I feel. The truth is, I've never in my life had feelings towards girls or women. It doesn't mean that I don't notice or appreciate when a woman is exceptionally good looking, just as you notcie and appreciate when a man is exceptionally good looking.
I know that this isn't just a phase, Dad. I've felt this way all my life and have decided to accept myself for who I am and to be proud of myself.
Will you do this too? I love you Dad, and I look forward to our friendship this Christmas, and for the rest of our lives.
Your loving son and friend, Michael
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