I Survived High School

This might be a long one so settle in :)

Yes! It is possible to survive High School!

Looking back I'm really not sure how I accomplished it; or rather, I'm not so sure that what I did was the best way to do it. One thing for sure, it's not really a great idea to grab a jock's jock in the locker room, at least not with 16 other half naked jocks wandering around playing their little jock games. It can be accepted behavior, though, if you and he are the only two remaining after all others have showered and moved on. But I'm getting ahead of myself. Back to the 17 jocks and one Queer (the term "faggot" had not been termed yet and "gay" meant feeling good and having a wonderful time - see how it got transferred to us?) After all their laughing stopped and my crying began came the "homo" and "queer" remarks. And remembering this now, I'm not so sure that maybe a couple of those powerful, nasty, open handed slaps on my bare ass were a bit gentler than the others :)) No brusing or physical harm ensued from the ordeal. All the harm was purely psychological; which can sometimes take longer to heal. Everywhere I went for the remainder of the day was followed by whispers and snickers.

At home that night -- My mother had died from cancer not long before this so there was no help there. And Dad (who was actually my "step-father") was from such a drastically different generation that talking to him would have been worse than the locker room. Don't misunderstand me here, there wouldn't have been, nor was there ever, any physical misconduct delivered by my father! I call him my Dad because he married mother when I was about 18months - 2 years old and he raised me as his own. Even after mother died he continued to raise me and my older brother as his own. There was also a younger brother, my "half-brother" if you will, the offspring of mother & step-father. I give you these facts here for you to understand the atmosphere at home during my teen years. There wasn't a day that the house didn't reek of sadness!

Now back to the story. So, you have probably correctly guessed that by school the next day the whole town knew my sick secret; not just the school kids, the whole freakin' town!! And folks, this was in a time when the telephone was NOT in every household, so people had to actually do some leg work to get the gossip out.

Well, I guess this is a good place to stop before it gets so long that nobody wants to read it. I'll pick it up from here tomorrow. Besides, it's time for Glee!!!!!


Be Gay, Be Str8, whatever's floating your boat, but always BE SAFE!!


Jymbo
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