It's very important to note that I go to a private school, if you haven't already caught that. I no longer talk to anyone, or look at anyone. School is a blur for one reason. Apparently there are rumors about me circling the school - that I'm slipping academically, that I'm gay, and also that I'm a common disruption to the people around me. These wouldn't be so bad if they weren't started by the staff to begin with. You see, the role of a principal and of a teacher is to make the students feel safe at school. We're giving them money to go there, and I don't feel safe. Some of my teachers already treat me differently, and I think I can pinpoint when it all started...
A few weeks ago, my principal called me into her office for a private conversation. It's important to note that before I go into this, I happen to appreciate my principal to a certain degree because I feel like she does actually care, but her concerns are incredibly off track. Now, our conversation was regarding her concern that I act too effeminate. She basically told me that I need to act more like a man, and that my "mannerisms" were not ethical nor were they appropriate. There were many details that I won't get into because it was very personal, but her concern was that I was going to "turn gay", or something. She went into a conversation about how her brother died of AIDS because he was a homosexual...
I went off.
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First of all, this is why people commit suicide. This is why people get depressed - because of people like her who don't accept those that don't follow societal standards. She should've left me alone about it, but now look at where we're at; weeks later I'm still thinking about it, because now lots of people think the same things. Understand that this is a private school I'm talking about, so that's why this is a bigger deal than it should be. I wouldn't care so much about it if people didn't start treating me so differently. Second thing is that people don't "turn gay." It saddens me that so many people think that one day you can wake up and decide that you are physically attracted to the same sex, or even vice versa. Attraction is a psychological and innately instantaneous feeling - you don't have much control over it. And third, so what? Have I hurt anyone? Have I made someone else's life hell? And do I search for my boundaries by doing things that are "morally wrong"? I'm a nice guy, but these people are really testing my optimism because of some insane notions and ideas that I don't understand. This is why people don't like "Christians" - because of the wrong ones. I believe that true Christians would show true love of Christ as they are intended to, and understand that everyone has feelings and that gays are just like everyone else in that they are actually people (gasp!). This is not "true love". My principal's "concern" is that I'm not an idealistic representation for her school - that I shouldn't represent them as Valedictorian because I'm too fruity for their standards. I apologize for being myself.
For the people out there who have been through anything similar, my advice is to hold on. You're beautiful; don't let people take that feeling from you. Always be true to yourself and don't worry about what other people think of you - that's what I've been taught my entire life, and now I'm being told to change by people whom I should trust. I'm not depressed, but I've come to a point where I really don't trust anyone. I still care about everyone just as much as before, but I'm done with the secrets. This experience has only made me stronger, and has made moving to Florida much more desirable. I've only got a few months left, but a lot can happen in that time. I just hope that real empathy rests with them at some point, because at this point damage control is about their only outlet. I'm sorry for taking a personal conversation so personally.
I love you, but your attitude is like that of a shrew. Your options? Take a pill or be my kill. Might I suggest that you wear a vest. Perish in class or be banished to the land of bluegrass, where dreams don't exist as you'll be eternally pissed.