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- Author: Jeffery Self
- Language: English
- Genre: Romance Literary Fiction
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THIS ISN’T ONE OF THOSE stories about a heartwarming journey toward
accepting my cursed homosexual identity. No. First of all, being gay is far
from a curse. It’s more like an extra order of fries at Wendy’s because the
lady in the window isn’t paying attention while she fills your bag. It’s
awesome.
If there’s one thing I’ve struggled to accept about myself, it’s my body.
(And that might change, if I stopped eating at Wendy’s so much.) Being gay
is, in fact, one of the only things I actually like about myself. I’ve been gay
since birth. I’ve never contemplated the alternative. Literally can’t. I have
an enormous imagination. But, still, there are limits.
Specifically there are limits if you live in Clearwater, Florida, like I do.
Ever been to Clearwater? Spoiler alert: The water isn’t that clear. And the
town itself? Even murkier.
When my drag teen story started in earnest, I’d been stuck in Clearwater
for all seventeen years of my life. But I had big dreams—to maybe
someday become a writer or something. I also liked to sing … but you can’t
really say “I dream of growing up to be a singer” without looking like a
total lunatic giving a reality show confessional, despite there being zero
cameras in sight.
Honestly, though, my dreams never really went much further than the
simple hope of getting out of Florida, away from my family, and to
somewhere where I could be myself without a single second thought.
This, of course, would require me to figure out who “myself” actually
was.
Nobody in my family had ever left Clearwater; none of them had even
gone to college. Both my parents grew up in Florida, and their parents grew
up in Florida, and their parents, and so on. My great-great-granddad owned
some orange groves and had the choice to sell them either to somebody who
wanted to open a drive-in movie theater or to some weird guy named Walt
Disney. He went with the first option. Which meant that by the time my dad
was born, the only money my family had was what they made at the gas
station they ran in the middle of town.
My granddad passed away when I
was really young and left the business to Dad, so I grew up right there
pumping gas and cleaning windshields. Up until I was fifteen and
discovered cologne, I smelled like gasoline on a daily basis. Now I smelled
like whatever scent was on sale at CVS.
I was 100 percent certain that in order for me to get out of Florida and
stay out of Florida, I’d need to go off to college. The only problem was that
no one in my family had any intention of helping me do such a thing.
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