Story #1910

When I came out I couldn’t pluck up the courage to say that I’m gay. The thought of uttering those words made me chuckle — who would expect it from me? The nice young man, which all of the parents loved. I’d always jumped though the hoops society had set for me: polite, sporty, Oxford medic. In the end my Dad stated his assumptions and I reluctantly affirmed them. The support and acceptance from my friends and family has meant the world to me.