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1 pages, Audio CD
First published May 7, 2024
“If I could show her I’m happy, that I’m proud of myself, then it might make her more comfortable with the idea that I’m gay.”
“Maybe. Or maybe you can just be happy and proud without having to change anyone’s mind,” she says. When I don’t reply right away, she bumps her shoulder gently against mine. “I don’t want you to feel like you have to shrink yourself down for small-minded people, even your own mom. You deserve to take up all the space you want.”
I’m not exactly sure what to say in response, so I drop my head onto her shoulder, and she presses a warm hand to my curls. As I feel the sun thawing out the last stretch of cool skin chilled by the AC, I have a hard time picturing myself taking up any space at all in a life that feels so cramped.
“There was a class we took you to where the teacher was always trying to ‘fix’ your drawings,” he says. “Then we transferred you to another class, and the new teacher said they had never seen someone so young develop their own personal style like you had.”
“Well, yeah. Art is subjective.”
“Life is subjective,” Dad says warmly. “What one person thinks is a problem could be your greatest gift. That’s the kind of thing that makes you special. And, for the record, I always thought you were brilliant.”
Sometimes, you have to put yourself out there to see what comes back,” she says. “People can’t meet you halfway unless you let them.
“This is my ideal dating scenario,” April beams as she pulls off the highway. “You get romanced and I hear all the juicy details secondhand.”
“Except we’re not really dating, and I’m not going to get romanced. We hardly know each other now. We’re just old friends.”
“Yeah, that’s what historians would say. But I’ll call it what it really is: gay.”
There’s something really insidious about the type of homophobia that lives in the silences and awkward pauses of conversations, where it’s not what someone says, but what they don’t say.
But I can’t deny that something shifted between us, and I can’t decide what scares me more—that Felix might have felt it too, or that it was all in my head.
“I’m never going to have a partner that’s going to split my attention. I don’t have a sister or cousins like you, so my friendships are always going to be my priority. It’s kind of hard realizing that might not be the case for other people in my life, and I don’t want to get left behind.”
“It hasn’t been easy to stand in my identity, and I’m realizing it’s not something you do once, but something you have to learn to do over and over again. And for a long time, I thought I would have to fight that battle on my own. I couldn’t imagine a world where people would stand by me as a gay, Mexican teen living in Texas. That’s why this matters so much to me. You showing up today means it’s not me against the world like I’d thought, and I’m going to cherish that forever.”