megthenut
07-30-2007, 03:44 PM
hey all. i didn't know where exactly to post this, but i need to talk. i was just talking to a mentor of mine here in texas about how i think i've been avoiding church because i didn't know how the people there would react to my sexuality, but that i'm tired of hiding, i'm tired of not being fully myself. her response was that i'm too young to know or decide. but, when i tried to live in the not knowing, i felt insane. i was seeking healing of something i had never chosen or asked for. i was seeking healing of something that just was.
i know i wasn't born gay, at least i don't think i was. i may have been leaning in that direction, but i liked boys for a couple of years at around ages 5 and 6. i was then raped by a neighborhood boy who was older than me, but i blocked it out and didn't deal with it until college. i was also abused after that by my oldest brother, 7 years older, and shown pornography throughout elementary school by various people. in middle school, i began looking at pornography myself, and though i looked at both heterosexual and homosexual pornography, i was really attracted by the women, and male homosexual pornography also turned me on. after a while, i stopped looking at the heterosexual porn as it became less and less attractive, and as i accepted that i was actually attracted to women. during this time, i wasn't ever physically attracted to anyone. i didn't trust people. but, as i began to deal with the crap i went through as a child, i began to trust people again, and even to trust men. as i did this, i became attracted to people, and the people were women. the more i've healed, the more attracted to women i've become. that hasn't changed over time, only increased, i guess.
now, i have people asking me to not decide that i'm a lesbian in case God decides to heal me. so, what do they want me to do? sit around and wait on god the rest of my life while i live celibate or some shit? to live in limbo forever, in this hell? i came out to myself in may 2007. i'd been in an ex gay ministry, but then decided that i'm just a lesbian, and it's okay with me and with god. but, i'm still in texas surrounded by the community that doesn't agree with me, though i just found out that the episcopal church i've visited in town is welcoming and affirming in all ways. i think i need that community.
this is what i wrote in may 2007:
i'm exhausted, and i'm only a month from 24. i'm tired of being something i'm not, of aiming for a "goal" i don't believe i'll ever get. i think i'm homosexual. i hate to aim to know anything. i'm terrified of being wrong. but, i can't see heterosexuality in the cards for me. it once was, but at 7 years of age, someone stole that card, and i'm told i can't have it back. and i don't want it back anymore. 'cause i'm tired. i won't fight this forever. i will fight to be godly forever, and i'll be spent and exhausted by that, but i won't fight to not be homosexual, to be heterosexual anymore. you tell me it's a choice, but you're wrong. to strive to be godly is a choice. i chose to kiss bruce at 6, to want andrew at 7, but i never chose to want to kiss them, nor did i choose to want to kiss my best friends at 22. i chose not to kiss them, but i didn't not choose these desires. i will not fight this and hurt a family, exhaust myself in order to have a family, to pretend.
i'm meg. i'm sexually attracted to women, not men. i'm still meg. i will strive after godliness. i will be god's. i still cannot completely reconcile my sexual desires with my beliefs. they both co-exist. this, i know. i am called to ministry. in this, i will live radical expressions of sexuality and community. i will fight for social justice. i will fight for all of god's creation. and i will be a homosexual christian writer in god's creation. why does the homosexual matter? no, i am not only my sexuality, but it is still a part of me, a part of me that cannot cease to exist, a part of me that some hate, if only in others right now for the fact that my sexuality is "hidden." god, how does one live truly, wholly, holy, genuinely? i want to defend my father and that fact that his sexuality never changed. i want to defend my father's godliness. i will be real, honest, meg. i will not create in myself a feigned heterosexuality. i will not fake heterosexuality until i make it. indeed, i cannot. i will not. i don't know where i will be, but i know where i am. i am homosexual. i know this, better than others. they cannot know where i am in sexuality better than me. nor can they know where i will be.
god, i'm yours. i know only now, and now, i am homosexual. i'm going to rest, god, and be yours in this life i'm in. i'm gonna rest, god damn it. and this is where i am. so i rest here, god, okay? hey church, family, friends, god, meg, i'm resting here, okay? i'm going to be, now. get over it! this isn't just a struggle. it's where i am, day in, day out. i exist here. i live here. i sleep, i wake up here. all i can choose is how to act here, as you choose how to act there. yes, i'm homosexual, lesbian. hi there, still meg. still human. still god's. hi. i even still love god, and god even still loves me. forever. wherever.
after i wrote this, and told people, i felt so much peace. it was truly the peace that passes understanding. any thoughts? i'm hurting here. i'm tired of being told there's no way i could know, or that in choosing i'm blocking out god's possibility of healing me. what, i'm supposed to wait? really? i can't come out just in case god decides to perform an unheard of miracle? this hurts like hell and i'm so tired. when people push me like this, i just want to try to kill myself again, and i don't want to go down that road again. it was truly insanity, but i just keep hearing all of this. i'm not saying i want a label, i'm just saying i want to be all of myself, not just part. i don't want to hide anymore.
i know i wasn't born gay, at least i don't think i was. i may have been leaning in that direction, but i liked boys for a couple of years at around ages 5 and 6. i was then raped by a neighborhood boy who was older than me, but i blocked it out and didn't deal with it until college. i was also abused after that by my oldest brother, 7 years older, and shown pornography throughout elementary school by various people. in middle school, i began looking at pornography myself, and though i looked at both heterosexual and homosexual pornography, i was really attracted by the women, and male homosexual pornography also turned me on. after a while, i stopped looking at the heterosexual porn as it became less and less attractive, and as i accepted that i was actually attracted to women. during this time, i wasn't ever physically attracted to anyone. i didn't trust people. but, as i began to deal with the crap i went through as a child, i began to trust people again, and even to trust men. as i did this, i became attracted to people, and the people were women. the more i've healed, the more attracted to women i've become. that hasn't changed over time, only increased, i guess.
now, i have people asking me to not decide that i'm a lesbian in case God decides to heal me. so, what do they want me to do? sit around and wait on god the rest of my life while i live celibate or some shit? to live in limbo forever, in this hell? i came out to myself in may 2007. i'd been in an ex gay ministry, but then decided that i'm just a lesbian, and it's okay with me and with god. but, i'm still in texas surrounded by the community that doesn't agree with me, though i just found out that the episcopal church i've visited in town is welcoming and affirming in all ways. i think i need that community.
this is what i wrote in may 2007:
i'm exhausted, and i'm only a month from 24. i'm tired of being something i'm not, of aiming for a "goal" i don't believe i'll ever get. i think i'm homosexual. i hate to aim to know anything. i'm terrified of being wrong. but, i can't see heterosexuality in the cards for me. it once was, but at 7 years of age, someone stole that card, and i'm told i can't have it back. and i don't want it back anymore. 'cause i'm tired. i won't fight this forever. i will fight to be godly forever, and i'll be spent and exhausted by that, but i won't fight to not be homosexual, to be heterosexual anymore. you tell me it's a choice, but you're wrong. to strive to be godly is a choice. i chose to kiss bruce at 6, to want andrew at 7, but i never chose to want to kiss them, nor did i choose to want to kiss my best friends at 22. i chose not to kiss them, but i didn't not choose these desires. i will not fight this and hurt a family, exhaust myself in order to have a family, to pretend.
i'm meg. i'm sexually attracted to women, not men. i'm still meg. i will strive after godliness. i will be god's. i still cannot completely reconcile my sexual desires with my beliefs. they both co-exist. this, i know. i am called to ministry. in this, i will live radical expressions of sexuality and community. i will fight for social justice. i will fight for all of god's creation. and i will be a homosexual christian writer in god's creation. why does the homosexual matter? no, i am not only my sexuality, but it is still a part of me, a part of me that cannot cease to exist, a part of me that some hate, if only in others right now for the fact that my sexuality is "hidden." god, how does one live truly, wholly, holy, genuinely? i want to defend my father and that fact that his sexuality never changed. i want to defend my father's godliness. i will be real, honest, meg. i will not create in myself a feigned heterosexuality. i will not fake heterosexuality until i make it. indeed, i cannot. i will not. i don't know where i will be, but i know where i am. i am homosexual. i know this, better than others. they cannot know where i am in sexuality better than me. nor can they know where i will be.
god, i'm yours. i know only now, and now, i am homosexual. i'm going to rest, god, and be yours in this life i'm in. i'm gonna rest, god damn it. and this is where i am. so i rest here, god, okay? hey church, family, friends, god, meg, i'm resting here, okay? i'm going to be, now. get over it! this isn't just a struggle. it's where i am, day in, day out. i exist here. i live here. i sleep, i wake up here. all i can choose is how to act here, as you choose how to act there. yes, i'm homosexual, lesbian. hi there, still meg. still human. still god's. hi. i even still love god, and god even still loves me. forever. wherever.
after i wrote this, and told people, i felt so much peace. it was truly the peace that passes understanding. any thoughts? i'm hurting here. i'm tired of being told there's no way i could know, or that in choosing i'm blocking out god's possibility of healing me. what, i'm supposed to wait? really? i can't come out just in case god decides to perform an unheard of miracle? this hurts like hell and i'm so tired. when people push me like this, i just want to try to kill myself again, and i don't want to go down that road again. it was truly insanity, but i just keep hearing all of this. i'm not saying i want a label, i'm just saying i want to be all of myself, not just part. i don't want to hide anymore.