Hi guys, I'm ruth. I'm 15 years old. Bloody hell, I'm glad I found this thread. 'Tis a tale long and twisted in the telling, but if you lot are willing to listen to me ramble, then I'll begin.
So, it starts when I'm about 6. I decide I like playing with girls as well as boys. It doesnt bother me. The idea of 'being gay' was never an issue with my mother (Who was an anarchist primary school teacher, go figure), so it never occured me that i was different. By the time I was twelve, I was examining my relationships with everbody I knew (Excluding family)to see if there was something 'odd' about them. Then my mother died. I was sent to live with my aunt Theresa. Now we need some backstory. Most of my family is Catholic, but my mother abandoned her faith long before I was born and I was brought up atheist. Theresa was Catholic. Her family was Catholic. I was sent to a Catholic school. All my friends were Catholic. After a few months, Theresa became abusive. Never physically, but she played mind games with me up to the point where I hated myself, her and most of the people I knew. I was suicidal, and the only thing keeping me alive was my best friend Claire. I had a HUGE crush on her. I managed to keep quiet for about a month, until she asked me why i was avoiding her. So i told her. We used joke around, saying we were gay for a joke, so at first she just laughed, then i said 'no really'. It took a while for her to believe me (My jokes can go on for days sometimes, i like to be convincing) She tried to be okay with it but we ended up having a massive argument on the field where everyone found out. After that we got our issues sorted and they were fine with it. But one night Theresa was keeping me up again, doing one of her all nighter 'you are evil' lectures. Then she asked me what my problem was. After about three hours, I was forced to admit to my cousin Katy who i hated with a fiery passion that I thought i was gay. There was no 'thought' about it but i wasn't gonna tell her that. So they knew. Whenever it was just me and the kids in the house there would be comments like 'Oh shut up and go find a girlfriend'. i was so tempted to reply 'I'm trying' but that would have done more harm than good so I restrained myself.
After a couple of months and some serious pleading on my friends part to stop me killing myself, i escaped. My family finally got me out from Theresa's clutches and now i live with my aunt Ann, who is soooooo much nicer. All my friends at school know. I was standing in the playground one day thinking 'I'm gonna have to hide again. It hurt so much last time. Fuck it.'
A friend said to me, 'why are you always talking about being gay?' so i went really quiet and just said 'Because I am.' It felt sooooooo good. But I'm not sure if Theresa told the rest of my family (I.e. Ann) so I just dont bring it up. Ann was on my website the other week where everyone knows, and she mentioned it, very casually, so i just said its a running joke between my friends and I, which it is. She just said 'okay but if you are you know it doesnt matter to us. We love you no matter what.' which made me go all warm and fuzzy. I'm pretty sure they know as last week i bought a shirt saying 'you are a very bad girl, go to my room', but they're cool. i think they're gonna let me bring it up on my own, so I'm kinda expecting the 'about time' response. Which is better than the 'I'm going to use this against you to make you hate yourself even more' approach which was working until a year or so ago. Now, even the class bully wont say anything about it, cause noone would let him. I joke about it with my friends. In fact last friday we had a video day and they started a popcorn fight with me cause i kept grinning every time Eliza dushku came on. I just said 'what can I say? she's hot' and they just laughed. No-one makes an issue out of it, and if I ever do have 'The Talk' with Ann, I'll be less nervous cause i know i have her support. It's still a scary prospect, though, so I think I'll wait until theres a gf in the picture. So, i've seen both sides of the story and personally, even with the abusive evil aunt lurking over me, I still felt so much better being out.
Actually, I feel so much more comfortable with myself now, its made me realise just how much ignorance is in the world, and how much of it can become malice. For example, I was sitting in German a few weeks ago with my friend Nicola, who knows I'm gay. She was listening to my tatu album, in fact it was the song 'All the things she said' which I call the lesbian song(Its become the theme tune for my gang of pals, which means a lot to me coz it shows me how much they support me). Anyhoo, there we were listening to the lesbian song, and I find myself in a conversation with her telling me how wrong and unnatural it is to be gay. Not with any malice, i hasten to add, just genuine ignorance. We debated for a few minutes, with some other people joining in by asking if Nicola realise who she was talking to. In the end we were all laughing hysterically, and I just said 'whats more natural than love?' she thought about it and saw my point. I still tease her about it, but she gets it, which i think is great. I was able to get past the stereotypical homophobic image that society has put in her mind and educate her about the fact i am still human, whoever i fall in love with.
Blimey i did ramble, didnt i?
Good luck to all those who are coming out, its worth it in the long run. At least you know who your real friends are.
Ruth.
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"He killed her, didn't he?"
"They don't have a word for what he did to her."