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Title: Coming Out to My Gay Dad
Post by: Shana A on October 12, 2008, 05:47:48 PM
Post by: Shana A on October 12, 2008, 05:47:48 PM
Coming Out to My Gay Dad
Filed by: Paige Schilt
October 12, 2008 6:00 PM
http://www.bilerico.com/2008/10/coming_out_to_my_gay_dad.php (http://www.bilerico.com/2008/10/coming_out_to_my_gay_dad.php)
When I was 20 years old, I met my Dad in D.C. for a weekend of sightseeing and shopping. My real agenda, however, was more serious.
I had rehearsed the words I needed to say for weeks: "I think I might be gay." I wasn't ready to venture a more affirmative statement. I was starving for external validation of what I knew, deep in my heart, to be true.
For two long days I waited for the right moment. On the last night of our trip, when we were seated at our favorite Georgetown restaurant, my throat felt tight and constricted. Each time I opened my mouth to speak the dreaded words, I felt like an invisible force was pushing them back down.
Filed by: Paige Schilt
October 12, 2008 6:00 PM
http://www.bilerico.com/2008/10/coming_out_to_my_gay_dad.php (http://www.bilerico.com/2008/10/coming_out_to_my_gay_dad.php)
When I was 20 years old, I met my Dad in D.C. for a weekend of sightseeing and shopping. My real agenda, however, was more serious.
I had rehearsed the words I needed to say for weeks: "I think I might be gay." I wasn't ready to venture a more affirmative statement. I was starving for external validation of what I knew, deep in my heart, to be true.
For two long days I waited for the right moment. On the last night of our trip, when we were seated at our favorite Georgetown restaurant, my throat felt tight and constricted. Each time I opened my mouth to speak the dreaded words, I felt like an invisible force was pushing them back down.