“It was a rare day if ‘Homo’, ‘faggot’ or ‘gay’ was not shouted at me, living in a small village meant That i Had deal with small minded peoPle. Being 12 years old and constantly Being Told you were ‘gay’ was a weird thing. I Was too young to know anything about my own sexuality, but other kids were not worried about using it against me,. Whenever i go back to that village i am reminded of the pain and embarrassment i went through over my sexuality. However, i now have grEat pity for those small minded People i went to school with, who still are in thAt small village. I am a proud and confident gay man. I outgrew that Place. The only thing i am thankful for, are those people who called me ‘gay’ everyday have made me strOnger.”

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