We want to hear from you.
In an early episode of season two, personal LGBTQ stories will be told. Some of these stories will be sad, some will be funny and hopefully, some will be inspiring.
I’d like these stories to be real experiences from LGBTQ people, families and friends. I’d like to ask YOU, the audience, to submit your stories.
It can be about anything. Such as: how you found out you or a family member is gay, an encounter with homophobia such as bullying or discrimination, some help you’ve found from an unlikely source, your coming out story, your child’s coming out story, why you came out, why you can’t come out.
Ideally your story should be between 200-400 words, try to keep it under 500. If selected, your story will be portrayed by an actor who’s character is sharing his or her story to a small audience.
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Email your story to email@example.com. Your identity will be kept confidential, unless you specifically state otherwise. If you’d like, we’ll include your name in the end credits of the episode as a guest writer. Submission deadline is March 11, 2011.
If you have any questions, don’t hesitate to ask in the comment section below, or by the above email address.
Thank you in advance!
UPDATE: Please don’t feel too constrained by the limit of 500 words. No doubt some editing will occur after the fact.
NEW UPDATE: We’ve had some amazing responses. Your stories are all heartfelt, and we thank you for opening to us. Fortunately, time is in our favour and we can extend the deadline. For now, we’ll keep it open – as the true deadline will depend upon our shooting schedule. Please keep them coming!
my comeing out story was horrible. i’ve known i was a lesbian since i was six years old and my brother found out when i was thierteen i was flirting with this girl rose i had meet near where i lived and we walked to my house i told her i was a lesbian and she said she was bi-sexual. my brother came out the house and kissed rose right in front of me i almost cryed as i thought she liked me instead she outed me to my brother who is the most homophobic peson ever he threatened to tell my mum if i did’t do all his share of the house work so i did i wanted to tell my mum my self i waited three years to tell my mum and i wish i hadn’t though my friends found it hilerius there realy acepting of me though i got bulied alot in year 7 anyway me and my mum were watching t.v and i kept saying in my head i’m a lesbian over and over then the room sudenly went silent and my mum started screaming at me about what an abomonation i was and how dare i do that i couldn’t help it i started to laugh so hard so she started to hit me and told me to leave as i was leaving she threw hard back oxford dictoneries at me so hard for almost a week later i still had an imprint of the dictonery i wish i hadn’t come out to my mum but the good thing was that it brought me and this girl at school closer together and now i can look my mum in the eye and be proud to be a lesbian. it is nothing to be ashamed of it took me a while to figure that out.
Well, once I told my mom I had a girlfriend, I was 15 years old when I told her, I was really sad because my girlfriend´s mom founds out and she was like Vanessa´s mom, she came to my house and told me I could never see her again, the family is very religious, I told my mom and she was shocked, the next day she told me she loves me and she have to accept any decision I make, by now, I´m not sure if she still knows I´m gay, because after a few months my gf and I broke up and I started dating a guy, just to see… Now I have 18 years old, and I have another gf but I never told my mom, even though I know she knows! My friends know too but they think I´m bisexual, but I guess I´m not. They also accept me and that makes me feel confortable.
I really like this show, especially I really like Vanessa personality, she seems to be very sweet even though she is scared. The character is very lovely, and beautiful <3
I wish Rose and Vanessa keep together at the end =)
I may be only 13 but im a strong,gay human being. There is nothing wrong with being gay. Not to long ago I was sitting in my seminar class and a kid who is in there with me always makes joke about gays. We were friends at first but he started acting and stereotyping gay people and making gay slurs and jokes and even pretending to be one of them. One day in seminar I was in a bad mood just ready to come home when he walks in. He kept on making jokes and I told him they weren’t funny. Out of nowhere he starts talking to his friend saying “dude she is probably lesbian ha ha”.I knew he was joking but the sad part was that I denied it. To this day I will never deny who I am because that’s what makes me special and amazing in some many creative ways. Have I come out to my parents?No.Will I?Yes.Will they except it?Well they will have to learn to. I know for a fact that my parents love me unconditionally and nothing can ever change that. I mean they always had this dream of me getting married,having children,and a white picket fence house. But this is my life not there’s but I do now they will be a great part in it. So all I have to say to people that are struggle like me,just know,one day you will find that amazing person who honors and respects you the way you deserved to be.
My story? My mom hates me. She can’t even look at me in the eye. I haven’t seen her in over a year after she kicked me out on the street. I fell in love with a girl from my school Taylor. Taylor was indenial of her feelings towards me and we kissed..alot. I wrote about it a lot in my journal. The confusion, suicidal thought, cutting, anger, and religion. I prayed to God and begged him every night to take this away. To take this gay away. I thought I was ruining my life. I went to school on April 23, 2010..I will never forget that date. I came home and my mom was pacing back and forth. She was so..angry. I didn’t know why or how but she was. I said, “Hi m-” That’s all I could get out before she punched me in my stomach. I fell on the ground begging for air. I was so scared and I couldn’t breathe. I have asthma too..which made it worse. I took two puffs of my inhaler while tears were rolling down from my eyes. My mom said, “SO YOU’RE A LESBIAN HUH? YOU’RE A FREAK HUH? GET THE F*CK OUT OF MY HOUSE! AND TAKE YOUR JOURNAL WITH YOU!!” She read my journal.
I said..”Mom..where am I supposed to go? I’m so sorry”
She said..”I don’t keep f*cking dikes in my house! Go kill yourself!”
I tried standing up but she kicked me in my stomach and punched my eye. I cried for days. I was bleeding, hurting, and in so much pain. I grabbed a backpack.I don’t even remember what I packed I was so hurt and alone. No one was there to help me. I grabbed a bottle of Tylenol Extra Pain Reliever and Vodka from the fridge and ran out the back door. I walked for miles until I stopped in some field. I had no idea where I was but it was around 1 AM. I cried the whole time there. I took all the pills and drank until I felt completely horrible..everything was so dizzy. All I remember is a car stopping and someone running over. Then..everything went black.
I woke up in a hospital from my suicide attempt. Someone saved my life and I didn’t want them to. I began crying and shaking and panicking. I dealt with cops and doctors for weeks. I had no where to go. I called my Uncle on my dad’s side and asked if I could stay there for a while.
He said, “Sure Jovonna..is everything ok?”
I told him how I was in a hospital in Dayton and the whole story with my mom. I didn’t tell the police about my mom..I don’t know why. I just didn’t feel like making her pay. It took me 7 months before I could come out to Uncle Leroy about me. He was so..accepting. I live with my uncle up to this day. It just hurts that my mom won’t let me see my little sister and I’m never going to see them again. I don’t ever..want to see my mom again. I just know I made it alive.
Today..I am a Junior in High School. I’m out. I get picked on sometimes but..nothing can compare to the pain my mother caused.
I take counseling I don’t need and medicine I don’t need. They think I’m crazy but I’m not. I’m just hurt.
If this isn’t tragic then I don’t know what else is.
Thank you for this show. I cried when Vanessa left Rose like she did
That’s what Taylor did to me. She kissed me one night; and the next she told me to f*ck off. I never talked to her again.
I just hope this story doesn’t have the same tragic ending as mine had. Thank you for the opportunity to share. </3
I dont mind telling people that im gay… but i like to keep it to myself mostly. Like when i first meet a female i dont tell her im gay because i dont want her to think that every thing i say to her (like compliments) is me coming on to her….when really im just being nice….idk coming out is kinda still an issue for me but… ill find my way one of these days 🙂
So, I was on the way to the airport after winter break going back to college and my gf was having family drama after they found out about us. I figured in case they brought the drama to my doorstep at least one parent should know, so I decided to come out to my dad and this is how the conversation went.
Me: I have something to tell you.
Me: I’m something, and there are different words but the main word is 3 letters. Dad: ::drives quietly::
Dad: Well you know no matter what I love you and you are my daughter and it doesnt matter to me. I suspected that anyway cause you never carry a purse and you wear plaid pajamas.
Me: Well alright then
And so we arrived at the airport where he proceeds to reiterate what he just said about loving me and that was that.
*Please note, to this day I have no idea why he connected plaid pajamas to being gay but hey…