Let’s see, back in middle school, back before I even know myself that I preferred boys over girls, people already jumped to the conclusion that I was gay. Even though I had never spoken on the subject, the rest of my school was convinced that I was gay, when I wasn’t even sure myself. My classmates liked to refer to my middle school as “boot camp” or “Hell” because their rules were far too strict, and allowed little to no self expression. My 8th grade year, I had Algebra I 4th period which included lunch. At the end of lunch we had to walk single file to throw our trays away, and single file out of the cafeteria, and EVERY SINGLE DAY the same boy just had to call me “queer” or “fag”, and I heard it, every single day, I didn’t show that it hurt me, but when I was that young, I didn’t have the self confidence that I do now, so it just really hurt that someone I don’t even know would belittle me simply because he thought I was gay. Some days, I would ask my friends to take my tray just so I wouldn’t have to hear him say that, and I couldn’t talk to my friends about it, because I didn’t even know if I was gay at that point, so I just had to listen to it day after day, week after week, month after month, and there was absolutely nothing I could do about it, because living in the rural south, according to most, gays are equivalent to dirt on the ground. It might not sound like much, but it’s something extremely personal to me that I never speak on. thanks(:
You shouldn't ever let other people decide for you who you are and what makes you you. You are all your own person and deserve to be the best person you can be. You are amazing exactly how you are and it is up to you and only you to decide who YOU are. That boy had no write to judge you before you even got the chance to make your own choices. I hope everything is okay right now and you're happy with who you are, because we all love you<3