The writer of this piece is the closest combination of Beyonce, Kim K, and Kanye that I have ever met in my life. As many of you already know, he is a king.
Throughout college, Josh and I were entwined in many of the same social circles. It’s funny though because having said that, I think it took us a while to actually become close friends.
I remember one of our last nights at JMU before graduation, I was at a house party with Josh, and while everyone was outside, he took me into the empty living room, put on a playlist of solely Beyonce songs, and performed every single dance to every single song, to the T, without stopping. It was, for lack of a better word, literally captivating. After that, all bets were off. I just knew we would be great friends.
Josh is the kind of person that makes you feel confident and unapologetically yourself, just by being around him. I couldn’t be luckier to still have him as a friend, even years after graduating, and multiple states between us.
It means a lot that he was willing to write something for my blog this month, so check it out here:
Gives me life. A life I never thought I would ever be able to live freely.
From the first time I got that “weird” feeling about another guy, I thought something was wrong with me. I was young and didn’t know what it was. As I grew older, I learned that “weird” feeling was actually called being gay. So I asked myself: is this the way you should be? Is that the way you want to be? You don’t want to be that kid that’s different or unpopular. C’mon.
Time went on and I refused to accept the fact that I was “different”. I graduated from high school and ventured to JMU for undergrad. I was thinking and hoping something might change. I joined a fraternity, thinking maybe I would like girls and be normal. Nah. Didn’t happen. Instead, that lead to many encounters with other closeted frat guys (gay and JMU Greek life, blasphemy, right?).
I got tired of constantly living a lie and finally came out to my family and close friends the summer after sophomore year of college. The response I received from them was nothing short of acceptance and love. At that point, I started living the way I was meant to live. Even though every day still isn’t easy, I know I’m where I’m meant to be.
To anyone out there who is scared, confused and lonely: I’ve been there. Things will get better and easier. Don’t give up on true yourself to conform to what society thinks. Fuck society. Slay the game and live your beautiful life. Be proud, baby.