I live in a small-ish town, you know, the sort of place where there is a chance you find at least someone you know anywhere. I'm 18, and I'm not out to my hispanic-catholic-parents yet. I've told a few friends that I'm bi, but I can't bring myself to speak up whenever someone randomly brings up the subject. One of my teachers was talking about how "wrong" gay people are. I wanted to say something, or at least slap him, but I choked on my words. I wanted to stand up and tell everyone in the class that I had a girlfriend but I couldn't. I had a girlfriend then, but because she was out, and I wasn't we started having a few problems. I couldn't go to certain places with her, I couldn't invite her over for dinner at home. Anyways, we broke up, and now I feel more lost than ever. She was proud of being a lesbian and she made it known. I still cannot find my voice. It's breaking my heart everytime I stay quiet at the dinner table and my dad starts talking about how glad he is that neither of his kids are "queer."
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