Let’s give space to our stories
In 5th grade my best friend Rachel got her first boyfriend. (I didnt realize I had a crush on her at the time but I definitely did). Anyway we were over at Jessie C’s house watching Indiana Jones. And I pretended to be her boyfriend during the movie and put my arm around her for the whole movie.
At the time I did not think anything of it.
Later in life I was really embarrassed by it. And I hid my feelings, all of them, from everyone for a long long time. Because I was afraid of being shamed for them.
Now I’m not because I was expressing my true feelings. And I would tell myself to be more proud of having feelings, even if they were different.
😎 Los Angeles, CA, US
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