Local Fruit Copyright 2012                     Web Design by Johnny Williams

Local Fruit Copyright 2012                     Web Design by Johnny Williams

Local Fruit

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          as a kid, i never thought i would be gay...as i recall pointing out hers with my childhood friends laughing saying how gay they looked. to my surprise i was gay, and i could see others pointing me out. i tried to not let it show. finally i met a good friend who i had met in a gay substance abuse recovery program. if i had stuffed being gay any longer i would most likely be a drunk, homeless, or dead. it was difficult to accept my being "one of those". one day my friend who was openly gay took me out for coffee in the gay part of town. i can still remember sitting at a table at the outside tables feeling like everyone knew i was gay. it was terrifying...my entire body shook...like when you have an injury that sends your body into shock.

          i was twenty one when i finally decided to come out. the next ten years i still had such an uncomfortableness with myself. comming to grips with ones gayness is such a personal thing.

          i eventually came out to everyone..and later others i had known all my life came out to me...some waited decades til they were ready. i am still very carefull of who i come out to. no matter how much society says they are accepting gays more...i must be aware. i pray one day all people will love and enjoy the differences between them and others....being gay is just one. i am gay, i am a man, i am from a regular place in a regular city, in a regular state..here in america.

          just a local fruit...of sorts.

          as a kid, i never thought i would be gay...as i recall pointing out hers with my childhood friends laughing saying how gay they looked. to my surprise i was gay, and i could see others pointing me out. i tried to not let it show. finally i met a good friend who i had met in a gay substance abuse recovery program. if i had stuffed being gay any longer i would most likely be a drunk, homeless, or dead. it was difficult to accept my being "one of those". one day my friend who was openly gay took me out for coffee in the gay part of town. i can still remember sitting at a table at the outside tables feeling like everyone knew i was gay. it was terrifying...my entire body shook...like when you have an injury that sends your body into shock.

          i was twenty one when i finally decided to come out. the next ten years i still had such an uncomfortableness with myself. comming to grips with ones gayness is such a personal thing.

          i eventually came out to everyone..and later others i had known all my life came out to me...some waited decades til they were ready. i am still very carefull of who i come out to. no matter how much society says they are accepting gays more...i must be aware. i pray one day all people will love and enjoy the differences between them and others....being gay is just one. i am gay, i am a man, i am from a regular place in a regular city, in a regular state..here in america.

          just a local fruit...of sorts.

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