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Edited on Sat Jun-06-09 09:52 AM by Beam Me Up
This was in the '50s, though, before the word "gay" was commonly used as at is now. This was also in a very rural part of the midwest. So, how did I know and what, exactly did I know?
What I knew was that I enjoyed pleasuring myself and what I discovered was that other boys around my own age enjoyed it too. I also learned very early that there was a "taboo" about that -- that one had to keep all this hidden, especially from adults but almost equally especially from other kids. It was something done in secret, not talked about, except in privacy with another boy. Consequently there was a lot of guilt, shame and fear associated with it which, in my teen years, turned into a kind of rebelliousness. Personally, I couldn't figure out what the "big deal" was about "sex" in general (putting the word in quotes here because what I'm referring to is mostly masturbation and mutual masturbation). It wasn't something that happened often but it did happen and by the time I was eight years old it was clear to me that I derived pleasure from looking at other boys, not girls. I discovered this looking at pictures of naked women another boy had shown me. No lust. Now, pictures of naked men or seeing naked boys (PE class, swimming hole)? Quite the contrary. It was a turn on. AND I knew I had to pretend just the opposite. It was very confusing.
I bring this up because I think one of the most difficult things adults have to deal with is realizing that kids -- at least some kids -- have erotic feelings from a very early age. The thing is, it is very difficult to make general statements. Sexual development is pretty much a mystery and quite complex with many variables from the individual to the immediate environment of social possibilities. Had there not been opportunities to explore my erotic feelings with other boys (and it was much easier and more common than the possibility with girls), I'm not quite sure what I would have made of it all. Certainly no adult had a "talk" with me about any of it. The closest came in my early teen years from my mom, which simply didn't work. I just sat through the whole thing rather dumbly, nodding my head. Clearly she didn't have a CLUE!
The most difficult time came in my early teen years. When I was twelve I fell in love with another boy in my class. This happened when we were on a Boy Scouts outing and we wandered off together, away from all the other boys. We were walking through the woods and walked into a field. He looked around and said, "Isn't this beautiful? When I grow up, I wan to own some land like this." It was a very intimate moment. I had NEVER heard another boy speak of "beauty," something I also saw and felt. I'd liked him before this but hearing him reveal this inner experience shocked me so deeply I fell in love with him on the spot. It was like a bolt of lightening. I had NO idea what to do with it. I knew I wanted to share more with him, to get naked with him, but despite the experiences I'd had, I didn't have any idea how to make that happen under the circumstances. The whole thing just sort of overloaded my circuits. We never did, by the way, even though we each slept over at the others house -- in the same bed. I just couldn't 'go' there -- it was too intense. Later my parents moved to a new location and although I continued to see him occasionally, we no longer went to the same school. Was probably just as well. But I continued to have a crush on him until I was in my early 20s!
I tell all this to try and give a picture of what can happen. Yes, I wish my parents would have been accepting of my sexuality (they most definitely were not), it would have made a big difference. But even had they been, the problem was a social one -- the society of other kids and the larger society beyond them composed of their parents and other adults. Homosexuality is NOT accepted in this society. Individual people within it may "accept it" more or less but over all there is prejudice. Anyone growing up gay, regardless of how accepting their parents may be, is going to have to come to terms with it themselves. I recall a few years back a story about a teenage boy who committed suicide because he was gay, even though he had parents who were accepting of it. (Anyone else recall that? I can't remember the details.) So, to me, the most important thing for a parent, beyond being "accepting" is to realize that growing up gay IS different than growing up straight. It requires a completely different set of adjustments. Between the ages of 13 and, I'd say, 16 or 17, were the most difficult years because, especially in those days, there were NO role models. Worse, things were "expected" of me (being interested in sports, cars, girls, "boy" things) that, for me, basically held little to no interest at all. (This was, in part, also connected up with the "rebellion" I mentioned earlier. Outwardly I didn't look particularly "rebellious" but inwardly I was looking at the world from a completely different vantage point from other kids and adults around me -- AND had to do this ALL on my own.) It took me many, many years to come to a full acceptance OF MYSELF.
So, to me, there are two things. If you truly love someone, a child, then just let that show, let that be the guiding principal. Be there. Do more listening than talking. Let him/her guide you. Try to understand how life might look from their point of view. What is sex for (if not making babies)? What does a horny kid DO with that energy? What do we need to learn to grow into sane, compassionate, loving adults? Clearly, having good role models is important. Learning about personal BOUNDARIES is also important. That it is OK to have them, to enforce them and respect them in one's self and others. Learning how to accept one's self, especially in the face of prejudice -- which is very real. Personally, I don't think anyone, even good, loving parents, can spare their children the "slings and arrows" of growing up. Learning about them and how to deal with them effectively is a part OF growing up. Learning how to dodge them when necessary, how to fight back when necessary, to choose one's battles, so to say, I don't think there is a "one pattern fits all" answer. It takes sensitivity, intelligence, a willingness to let the child-adolescent lead and respect them and love them for who they are.
Hope this helps.
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