figt - I have been where you are right now. When I was 18, my parents found a part of my diary that I had tried to throw away which expressed my love for an 11 year old young friend. It was my worst nightmare come true. Not only did I not go home for over a week, I could not face my father for a month. As time passed, I created a lame excuse for why I had those feelings and eventually, the diary became an unspeakable in my family. Time went on and we forgot the event, but I never got over the incredible humiliation that I felt about being "known". It is only after I came to realize that I am not a monster, or even a bad person, but that my sexuality is something that I do not have to be humiliated by. I keep it secret for logistical reasons and because most people cannot handle the information now. When you can face who you are, you will be able to face others who know who you are. You are NOT alone. Ben |