It has been a couple of hectic months in my life, busy with work and most definitely with my life. A lot of holidays and new years arrived. The difference between my boyfriend's family an mine has showed itself and quite honestly it had made me think about my current situation with my life and the path it is taking. Since my parents are always in church to receive the new year with the Lord. I decided to pass the old year and welcome the new one with my new family (my boyfriend). I got to his house and all his family was there, all his brothers and sisters. As the official count down to the end of the year was going on and the ball in times Square marked the beginning of the new year and in my own way, the explosions of the fireworks signified the catharsis that my life was about to take. As the glasses filled with alcohol were raised to celebrate the new year and hugs were given; my boyfriend kissed me in front of all his family.
This simple action as kiss can be was such a liberation and at the same time it was such an eye opening for me. I had realized something very important. This was no wrong at all, in fact this was something accepted by everyone in there and it wasn't punished but all the contrary. It was normal.
I realized that it was quite unfair for my boyfriend to be able to do this for me but that I could not reciprocate. This was the moment that I realized that I needed to risk everything in order to be able to love him without hiding in my own house. I NEEDED TO COME OUT!
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