Why do I have to play sports to fit in with my friends? Why do people make jokes about me being gay? What can I do to prove my friends wrong? These are some of the questions I asked myself as I faced an emotionally tormenting upbringing.
My Dad and older brother liked football. It wasn’t for me. I was a creative. I heard music in my spirit. I longed to find someone who would understand the beauty of my universe. As a teenager, some girls made jokes about me being gay. I never told my parents or my siblings about this. It was too embarrassing. My ‘friends’ probably picked up on the fact that I was fascinated by a young footballer whom I found to be extremely handsome.