Becoming vulnerable is one of the hardest things we can do, yet somehow, in order to grow, it is a must so that we can continue to evolve into the person we are meant to be. Before I share a piece of my story, I want to say that I did make a promise to the ones who raised me and brought me into this world, that I would not disrespect them intentionally, so I will stay to that promise.
My name is Amy. I am 38 and live in Portland, Oregon. I came out 4 years ago this month. Talk about nerve-racking? Absolutely! I knew it was a risk, because everything I was about to say would be exactly what I was taught against growing up. You know, as kids, we believe what we are taught, for the most part. We don’t know anything else; that is until we start discovering our path.To be honest, I didn’t want to, because I didn’t want to hurt anyone; let alone the ones who saw me grow up. I had carried this secret for a long time, and I was tired of hiding.
“I’m a lesbian!”
You could hear a pin drop in the room. There were a lot of tears shed…anger…heartbreak…it was tough, but somehow; the beginning of freedom for me. I love them and they love me; we just have differences in our thoughts and beliefs. It’s not always easy, because I will not always be acknowledged as a lesbian or as a couple with my one partner one day. I am learning that it’s okay! Life is better lived when we are the person we meant to be.
So yes… I am woman… and I am gay… and I am Only Human!!
Story submitted by Amy.