DON'T TELL ME HOW TO FEEL Why do you think you know how I feel? Don’t tell me how I should feel. I was crying on the floor, feeling alone. Don’t tell me how I should feel. You were shouting, wondering what you did wrong.
DON'T TELL ME HOW TO      FEEL Why do you think you know how I feel?  Don’t tell me how I should feel. I was crying on the floor, feeling alone.  Don’t tell me how I should feel. You were shouting, wondering what you did wrong. coming out stories
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Don't tell me to not be so gay. Don't tell me not to label myself. You don't how I feel. Just let me be me. This is a poem to someone I love who still struggles to get me being queer and I hope this helps someone. - Love Golden Kate < 3

DON'T TELL ME HOW TO FEEL Why do you think you know how I feel? Don’t tell me how I should feel. I was crying on the floor, feeling alone. Don’t tell me how I should feel. You were shouting, wondering what you did wrong.

You aren’t me. They aren’t your labels. Why the hell is all about you? Were you the one praying at night? Did you beg god to make you like boys? Did you shove your friend away because she made you seem gay? Did you cry in your closet and pound your fists against the wall?

Did you hate the rainbow? Yourself? God? Life? Were you scared to tell your Mom about your first love? Did you dress the way to appear less gay? Did you ever wish you just “normal”? Did you curse god for making you this way?

No because you aren’t me. You didn’t come out. I did. I lied, cried, and was outed. You will never understand. Stop saying, “Don’t label yourself” Stop saying, “Maybe after college you will change your mind?” Stop with the dirty looks of my queer television shows. Just let me be me.

The same girl who is obsessed with Reese’s candy. The same girl who is the biggest klutz. The same girl who can handle difficult situations. The same girl who is frustrated but still loves you. My label is for me not YOU.

My label is woman. My label is tv lover. My label is mac ‘n cheese hater (I know I’m horrible ;) ) And yes, my label is also gay but it doesn’t define me so don’t let it define our relationship. I miss you. I miss our long talks on the porch.

I miss someone who I use to call my best friend even though it wasn’t cool to say that. I miss our goofy moments. But I want you to know. I love women so much. I’m hella queer and will not change that.

I’m an advocate for the queer community. Also rainbows will slowly be introduced into my closet so I would get use to that. - LOVE SUPER QUEER GOLDEN KATE TO SUPER STRAIGHT DOLPHIN

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