They don't understand.
I came to the United States with my family in 2007 as a refugee. At that time I was 17 and didn't speak English. Throughout my life, I was verbally abused by my classmates, teachers, relatives and sometime by my own family members because I was feminine. I paid so much for the sins that I didn't commit. Then, because of a civil war, my family became refugee. I became refugee at the age of 13 and lived there for over two years. I encountered so much hardships in the refugee camp that I wanted to die. In 2007, I came to the United States.Since I was young, I knew I like guys but as I grew older, I started to identify myself. I love my parents very much. We went through so much in our life. They give me everything they have to send me to go to school. However, it makes me very sad and broke my heart into pieces every time they said something bad about homosexual. I am sure they know who I am although I don't tell them. At least I wish they are willing to walk into my shoes. If you are straight, you will not fully understand what I am going through my whole life. It is very difficult for me to be a gay who come from Asian Christian family. Now, I am going to Private christian college. I tried so hard within seven years to be where I am now from not knowing anything.Currently, I am finishing up my junior year. At this point, I am very tired and I just want to give up everything. College is tiring. Being gay is tiring. Pretending to be who I am not is tiring. I just want to rest but I don't want to be selfish.