February 2, 2007 – Friday
so there’s this guy….
and i hope he reads this.
4 years ago I was still struggling with being gay and being a jehovhas witnesses.
I mean, I was abs. positive that I knew I wanted nothing to do with the religion but growing up in such a controlling church there were so many things going on in my head that I couldn’t figure out. I finally realized though that I needed nothing to do with it! What brought me to this conclusion though, was absolutely terrifying, at the time.
I met this guy. And he was awesome. He understood where I was coming from and I understood him. He was one of Jehovahs Witnesses too. My life was awesome. Until it just came to a crashing halt. I still don’t know the truth of what happened but apparently he found out something about his cousin and she got pissed and went to the elders and told them that he and I had been hanging out. To save his own ass he made up all these lies about me and I NEVER ONCE got to speak my peace and myside of the story! The elders of the congregation that we belonged to had a talk about me in front of the entire congregation, WITHOUT my parents knowledge or mine!! They labeled me as a sexual predator. I found out about this because my parents had to sit there and listen to the whole thing without even knowing that it was going to happen.
To top all that off I was at the mall in Salisbury with my friend Ashley this one night. We were waiting in line at Dairy Queen where he used to manage. I saw him in the back on the phone looking pissed and thought nothing of it. As soon as I got up to the cashier to order this security guard comes up and pulls me out of line saying that I couldn’t ever step foot on DQ property again or I would be held there until the Salisbury police came to arrest me. FIRST OF FUCKING ALL I NEVER DID A DAMN THING TO WARRANT SUCH HARRASSMENT FROM SOME DUMB HICK RENT A COP!!!!! and secondly all I wanted was some damn ice cream. I now boycot Dairy Queen. SO Ash and I left that shithole and as I was thumbing through clothes in American Eagle some big guy comes up behind me yelling and screaming and throws me up against the wall with his hand around my neck saying that if I ever fucked with his cousin again that he’d come after me and it wouldn’t be pretty!
Well, 4 years later while working at Jockey I see this guy come into the store and almost freaked out but realized that I have nothing to be afraid of and so i just continued doing whatever i had been doing. I knew I needed to say something to him though before he left and all I could mutter was “see ya _ _ _ _”. He said something back but I don’t really remember what it was. The rest of the night I sat there telling my coworkers everything i’ve just typed. and they convinced me that I needed to find him and get it all out.
I eventually ended up talking to him on the phone and after sitting in my own silence and trying to listen to him tell me what had happened(which he hasn’t been 100% forthcoming) I finally started talking, and slowly but surely I started rambling and saying everything I had wanted to say for the last 4 years. I couldn’t believe it but by the end of the night I was completely over everything that had happened.
Now it has been about 2 weeks since I first talked to him again and he keeps trying to say that he’s just so busy and doesn’t remember at the end of the day that i txt or called and forgets to call me back. I say…FUCK THAT! If you REALLY wanted to talk to me and see me as much as you say you do…THEN YOU SHOULD MAKE SOME FUCKING EFFORT! If you say you’re going to get off at 7 but you end up getting off a lot later…how much effort does it take to send me a txt that says “hey shit sorry i’m not getting off til way later” IS THAT SO HARD?! Yeah I know I’m a needy bitch sometimes, okay all the time, but ATLEAST I MAKE THE EFFORT! I dunno, Maybe I’m just too much for you to handle. Maybe you’re not a real human being? Are you from another planet?! I mean, even after everything that happened I was/still am willing to help you get over being a JW. YOU KNOW that you’re not confused, you’re just scared so don’t give me that bullshit and don’t fucking lie to me! You know that I’m not the kind of person that can just walk away. I can’t do that. Maybe it would be healthier for me, but I can’t allow myself to just up and leave. I’ve been through too much shit with friends coming out and with my own family that I can’t allow anyone to suffer.
Just fucking be a damn man, man! And own up to everything that you owe me!
ugh.
done.