
The weekend after his coming out, Jason and I went out for a great celebratory lunch. I noticed my mixture of emotions, including pride in his authenticity and courage as well as the strong desire to protect Jason from any opportunistic, predatory men. However, over time, I just relaxed and let go, haven't thought about it much since that time.
Now as I am read a psychology book called "The Velvet Rage," which dissects the emotionally-stunting shame that most gay men suffer as they come of age in this straight world, I really want to cry. I realize that until we change our attitudes towards gay people on a deep level and truly celebrate (rather than just tolerate) their sexual orientation, our (gay) children are going to suffer. And we will too.
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