I will be responding to a short story I read “Everyone Knew I Was Gay, Except My Brother”.
In this blog, I will be writing a letter to Brian Kennedy.
Dear Brian,
I know that coming out to your family and friends about your sexuality is a very hard thing to do. I admire your bravery and honesty. I once experienced something similar. My older sister is a lesbian. I always knew she was a bit more on the aggressive side than me and my other sister but I never paid it that much attention because she’s my sister and I love her regardless.
She came out to my oldest sister and about 8 years ago now. Just like you she was afraid of what one person would think and that one person was our Mother. She finally got the guts to tell our mom after some convincing from my sister and I but when she did, just like your brother, my mom accepted her and reassured her that there is nothing that she can’t feel comfortable telling her. It made me so happy to see that my sister was open and honest about her lifestyle. It was like a huge weight had been lifted off of her shoulders. It also taught me a very valuable lesson. I learned to always be honest about who I am because there is no better feeling than accepting yourself for the person you truly are. There is nothing wrong with being different. To me being different just means that you are your own person, a very special person.
In this blog, I will be writing a letter to Brian Kennedy.
Dear Brian,
I know that coming out to your family and friends about your sexuality is a very hard thing to do. I admire your bravery and honesty. I once experienced something similar. My older sister is a lesbian. I always knew she was a bit more on the aggressive side than me and my other sister but I never paid it that much attention because she’s my sister and I love her regardless.
She came out to my oldest sister and about 8 years ago now. Just like you she was afraid of what one person would think and that one person was our Mother. She finally got the guts to tell our mom after some convincing from my sister and I but when she did, just like your brother, my mom accepted her and reassured her that there is nothing that she can’t feel comfortable telling her. It made me so happy to see that my sister was open and honest about her lifestyle. It was like a huge weight had been lifted off of her shoulders. It also taught me a very valuable lesson. I learned to always be honest about who I am because there is no better feeling than accepting yourself for the person you truly are. There is nothing wrong with being different. To me being different just means that you are your own person, a very special person.