Fighting for equality

As a young teenager who had begun to explore the possibility that I was gay, I found myself angry and disappointed at the notion.  I did not want to be associated with campiness, rainbows, drag queens, promiscuity and other similar stereotypes.  Growing up my only experience of the word “gay” was negative.  At age 10 my family moved to Sale in Manchester just in time for me to start Year 6 of Primary School.  I had never experienced bullying before I moved to Manchester – having had a fairly cheerful few school years spread across North Yorkshire, Blackburn and County Durham beforehand.  This was to change and thus began the first year of my life that I could truly call miserable. Continue reading