Ealier today my father reminded me of a day almost a year ago...
My friend Jonathan and I had been friends since I was 13, and he was 14, I fell in love with him when I was 14, but I never admitted it to myself until two months after I was 17.
Last year just a week after my 17 birthday Jonathan "came out", and my father upset him, and I did not say anything to him out of fear (pure terror actually). I lost my friend because of that. I wish I had of told him I was too scared of my father to stick up for him, then maybe he would still be around.
I hate being reminded of that day, that was the first time I realised I was too weak to stand up to my own father, the day I lost the greatest person in my life, and the day I found out what pain really was... I really miss him... Even though I see him around town about once every other month since he lives near by...
2006-09-10
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Lesbian, Gay, Bisexual, and Transgender