Neither of us wanted to apologize and it was forced. The dean spoke to us and we both had to apologize to each other and they talked about how what we both did was wrong. In order for me to not get suspended I had to have a conflict resolution meeting with him. The incident was handled by the school, but really didn’t feel resolved. Things then escalated and he started screaming at me at lunch. I then made another bad decision and bumped into him pretty forcefully in the halls, and he yelled something very vulgar towards me.
I heard that word - “faggot” - directed at me more times in those several days than I have heard it in my whole life. Not a good idea, but he didn’t seem to care because he didn’t let up. I got pretty mad and I pushed him while we were in class.
I asked him to stop saying them and he refused and it continued for days. I was blindsided when some kid who I really didn’t know in my last period class kept using LGBTQ slurs while knowing I was gay. Things changed after the first month and it wasn’t good. I had prepared myself for this horrible thing and it just wasn’t. It was very heart-warming, and yet in a strange way anticlimactic. I then said, “If you don’t get it, I’m gay.”Ī ton of people were supportive, even people I thought would not be. I admit that’s kind of cryptic, but I wanted it to be kind of funny in a way. Jake Streder (60) is an offensive lineman who also lines up on defense. Two weeks after I came out to my parents, right after my football season had ended, I went on Snapchat and posted the gay flag emoji on my story. The rumors at school settled down for a few days but started again the next week and I decided to attack it head on. But my worries weren’t over despite having the support of my parents and sisters. We told my dad that night and he gave me a hug and said he loved me. When she saw it, she came home right away and all went well.
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My sisters thought I was joking at first, but then they said, “Did you tell mom?” I said yes, but she hadn’t seen it yet. On that day, at 8:18 pm, I texted my mom and my sisters with a screenshot of a National Coming Out Day picture. Ironically, that coming Thursday was Oct. My friends were being asked, but no one had the guts to ask me yet. I was terrified someone was going to come up to me and ask the question. I knew that regardless of whether or not I was ready, I was either going to have to come out or lie to people and say I was straight. I had obviously trusted the wrong person. It was someone I had trusted with the information that I was gay and knew I was not out. I started hearing that people outside of the team heard I was gay. I was a freshman high school football player in the closet at Metea Valley High School in Aurora, Illinois, and learned that someone was going to out me. Last year as a freshman in high school, exactly two weeks before the season ended, I was faced with the reality that football might be quitting me. Beth Ebel MadiolĮvery year since first grade I wanted to quit football by the last two weeks of the season. Jake Streder (60) with his Metea Valley High School teammates. Their embrace of me was something I never expected after a year of anxiety and struggle of coming to terms with being gay. I am not the gay guy - I’m just a football player. It was worth it to get to this point with my teammates that I was just one of the guys. Soon it was the whole team and I felt all the fear and anxiety I dealt with in the last year melt away.
I was apprehensive and hoped a couple of them wouldn’t mind. I had never had an actual verbal conversation with any of my teammates about me being gay. I figured that just sending a text in our team group chat would be the best way to ask. I get it and understand that with maturity comes the realization that gay isn’t contagious. There is absolutely a “gay by association” phobia in high school and it’s a big unspoken thing. I don’t really hang out with guy friends. Though I am on the team, it’s still a bit awkward when you are a 15-year-old gay guy. As I was writing this story, I knew that I had to get some photos of me playing football and ask my teammates if any of them would be in a picture with me.