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 What They Don't Know
The old saying is absolutely true: the root of homophobic bullying - or any bullying for that matter - is a lack of knowledge. I don't really consider myself as someone who stands out in a straight crowd. I blend. I've always been a relatively private person. So it came to me as quite a surprise when I had my first shot of homophobia:especially when it was one of my closest friends.
As I mentioned, I am quite a private person, so even after I came out, it still took me quite a while to tell the people I knew about my homosexuality. My family and two of my three closest friends took it very well and were very supportive of me. But the third, the last of my very best friends, was quite different.
As this friend was the last of the most important people in my life that I was to tell, I had figured that it would be the easiest of the discussions. Was I ever wrong!
I got the whole nightmare scenario, complete with psychological stages. Denial, fear:anger:and unfortunately it was the anger that stayed. The darkened look. The disappointment, and the complete and utter rejection was seen on their faces.
That friend never tried to contact me again, and never accepted my attempts to do so.
But as much as that was a terrible loss, it showed me who my true friends are. My family, and the other two close friends who stuck by me through it all and I know they are my true friends! And we're all the closer now!
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