Coming out June 27, 2009
Posted by jewaira in Fiction, Relationships, Sexuality, Stories.trackback
When I finally told Hamad, I felt a sense of great relief. A burden had been lifted from my shoulders. He stared at me in disbelief, shock written all over his face, his black eyes searching for explanations. I couldn’t give him any short ones. I talked all night, into the dawn, and after the sun shone brightly in the morning sky.
All was clear now. He knew. He understood. And most importantly, he supported me in the way only a good friend can. Why couldn’t I rehearse the same scenario with my parents and be the person I am before them?
What happened? Is everything okay?
Sure
Oh the intrigue!
Hehe, indeed.
ok im confused – whos Hamad and what did u tell him??
Hamad is the narrator’s friend.
Up to you to decide what was told. It could be anything I guess.
Judging by the gayness of things all around you, there will soon come a time when hets will start finding “coming out” difficult. I promise you that.
Oh there is more, I promise you.
Perhaps some find being a het is more challenging than simply being with your own sex