My father used to tell me he always wanted a son, and the day I was born was the best day of his life. We used to reminisce about that day, him bragging that everyone in the waiting room kept teasing that he would have another girl, but, somehow he knew that I was going to be the boy he had been hoping for. I was born, 8lbs and 23in long, with blue eyes and golden brown hair—his beautiful boy! Whether or not I have remained the same “beautiful boy” in his eyes, and despite my upsets and disappointments, I have not changed. I am not the type of person who falls into a stereotypical label of any kind. I am just a common man, of common knowledge, with respect for myself and others like me. I am a gay man, but do not wear this title as a badge on my sleeve, nor do I wear any other badge that reflects the person I am, or who I will become. I love who I love and take nothing for granted.
Sincerely, The Open Closet
PS. THIS IS JUST AN EXCERPT FROM MY BOOK: “The Open Closet: Letters From A Gay Man” (Available on AMAZON & KINDLE)
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