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So this is what being homeless is like. It's funny, you know it's the kind of thing you see and hear about all the time, but you never picture it happening to you, ya know? But now that it has, I've found it to be... Not quite as bad as I'd thought it would be.
I came out to my parents on Memorial Day. Noone was working, I figured it to be as good a day as any. Things went marginally better than I'd expected, No yelling or screaming, just oddles of disappointment in my poor lifestyle choice, plus the adamant resolution that I would have to leave home, and most of the people I'd relied on for support, forever.
Well technically not forever. If I were to ever decide to turn my life around and limit my affections to those of the opposite gender, I'd be gratefully welcome back into my old way of life. But right now, I just don't see that happening. So help me, I enjoy being queer, when I'm with someone it brings me such a sense of pleasure and worth that I have no intention of ever stopping. Maybe that's just my randy teenage hormones talking, (Only 2 weeks till my 19th! ^_^) but for now, that's my decision...
So I guess my major concern right now is as to how I'll survive on my own, I guess. Truth be told, I don't think I have what it takes to cut it, all my life I've pretty much depended on others to provide for me. Don't get me wrong, I'm no bum, (Well, technically speaking,) but I've always tended to take more of a supportive role in my life. I'm a born follower, I guess, unable to completely take the lead even in my own matters. Heck the only reason I've made it thus far is due to the kindness of strangers really, going to the police, being directed to a shelter, being recruited to work for some guy because he thought I was cute... I... I just can't do this on my own.
But as I've learned, nor can I rely on others all the time. It's not fair to them, and detrimental to myself, I suppose... But I just... don't know what else to do...