Steven LaChance Blog

Did you ever want to say to someone:

“You can invent whatever little stories or excuses you need to tell yourself and other people.

But in the end, this comes down to one simple truth.

You’re a homophobe.

And deep down, you know it.

What’s more important is that I know it.

And I always have.”

But most of the time you don’t say it. Because you already know the turmoil it will cause.

So you stay quiet.

But every time you are around that person, you know what is in their heart. You know you cannot fully trust them. And that is a heavy thing to carry, especially as a kid.

The hard part is that it follows you into adulthood. And so do some of those people.

Then one day, when you finally begin calling out years of quiet cruelty and bullshit, suddenly you become the problem. Suddenly everything about you gets reduced to one word. Every disagreement. Every emotion. Every boundary. Every hurt.

Because in their minds, you were “that fag” all along.

But what they never understood is this:

You always knew how they felt.

You saw it long before they admitted it to themselves.

And honestly, there is something strangely liberating about finally dragging it into the light.

Fuck them.

Enjoy your liberation.

You earned it.