The Rainbow Sheep of the Family pt. 2 – Anonymous [EN]

Submitted Monday, June 2, 2014

Editor’s note: Part two of the Rainbow Sheep series is as eye-opening as the first. As someone who doesn’t possess an adequate understanding of the LGBT community, it was engaging to read about different opinions that exist within the community itself. – J.S. Feng

Before coming to Taiwan, I was never very comfortable with my sexuality. I would only ever tell the closest of my friends. And even then I was hesitant.

I knew my friends loved me dearly for who I was, but there were always those few who were a little different. You would not believe the look of happiness and pride that was apparent on their faces when I did something that would mark me as being “straight,” like when I asked a girl to prom, and the look that ensued on the face of my—at the time—”best friend”. He and I are no longer in contact. Continue reading

The Rainbow Sheep of the Family pt. 1 – Anonymous [EN]

Submitted Tuesday, May 6, 2014

Growing up in a military family is never easy for children. Moving every three years and not having a solid, consistent friend base definitely has its downfalls, but it also has some good, right? You get to see a lot of cool, different place and spend a lot of time together as a family.

Don’t get me wrong, I love my family, but it wasn’t always easy for me growing up. Military families are generally more conservative. Add onto that the fact that my parents are Christian and it starts to get fun. Them being republican just makes it a party. And this is where I come in.

I had a fairly normal childhood to say the least, but late elementary school was when things started to change for me. Why, you might ask. I didn’t know it at the time, but it was because I was gay. There were quite a few clues that would tip almost anyone’s “gaydar” off had I been older, but no one thought anything of it when I was a child. I had a love for musicals (especially anything with Julie Andrews). For Christmas 1999, I wanted a Rapunzel-themed Barbie and Ken set. And I always had many more female friends than male friends. In reality this didn’t really mean anything, as I was still a child. I was never super effeminate, but this was just how it was. Some may ask why I was this way, but there is no definite answer. This goes back to the “nature vs. nurture” argument—something that I don’t want to get into at this moment.

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