<h1 class="pgc-h-decimal" data-index="01" data-track="8" > I'm gay! </h1>
We were together for seven years, but finally broke up for same-sex reasons.
Yesterday, because of my mistakes at work, I was scolded fiercely by the boss, and I was very aggrieved in my heart, and finally I couldn't bear to call her.
As soon as the phone was connected, as soon as I heard his voice, all kinds of grievances surged into my heart, I didn't say anything, and I cried on the phone.
She coaxed me for more than an hour, and finally I fell asleep crying.
I woke up the next day to find that she didn't hang up the phone, afraid that I would wake up and continue to cry, afraid that I would continue to be wronged.
However, it was only then that I realized that we had broken up.
We knew each other in high school, in our youth are each other's shadows, we survived the opposition of parents and teachers, after four years of college can only see each other twice a month in a different place.
In junior high school, my classmates asked me in surprise: When the two of you were still together.
We looked at each other proudly and smiled and said, "Yes." But now we're really breaking up.
<h1 class="pgc-h-decimal" data-index="02" data-track="77" > I'm going to break up! </h1>
Now, I no longer have the courage to face the strange eyes that everyone throws at me.
I'm 25 years old, I need to find the right job, I need to start my own family, and there's really too much I need to accomplish.
I am already tired of working hard every day, and I don't have more energy to face all kinds of pressures about homosexuality in society!
Actually I know she feels the same way as I do.
Sometimes people's speech and discrimination really overwhelm me.
When I first joined the company, I got along well with the people around me and successfully passed the internship period.
But when they knew I was gay, everything seemed to change, the patterns we got along with each other began to become cautious, and my colleagues gradually alienated me, and even pointed at me behind my back.
I feel like a weirdo, and since then, every time the circle of friends sends a photo with you, I will deliberately block some people, and every time I ask you to meet, I always choose a place far away from my circle.
I was afraid that I would be embarrassed, and after entering the society, our love affair became less happy than before, and there was no pureness on campus.
<h1 class="pgc-h-decimal" data-index="03" data-track="79" >I still love you!" </h1>
Someone said to me that life is my own and that I can choose my own lifestyle as I please, so now I have chosen to break up.
Others have said to me, "It will all pass."
It's really a very useful phrase, whether it's ecstasy or frustration, triumph or loss, happy or sad, laughing or crying, you can say this to yourself, because really everything will pass.
Every time I talked to my old classmates about the two of us, they all advised me to be generous and tenacious.
There is no real empathy in the world, because it is not they who are going through these things.
There are so many people in the world who sacrifice their family affection and friendship for love, but I am not included, and I may be a very selfish person.
I still miss those days together, but I won't regret my choice.
I am gay and a social animal, I hope to live in peace with the world, I hope to be blessed and respected by others.
The story starts from the beginning, I still love you!
Edit: Sissi.
Image: Atonement