Being different

It was a surreal surprise when I learned that my uncle was gay. It was by accident. There was this bar in our town that had a reputation. From time to time we would drive over there to see if we saw anyone we knew. We saw my uncle leave with this known gay guy and get into his car. We followed them and they went to my uncle's house.

At the wrong moment I told my mother what we had discovered. Her answer was for me to mind my own business, he was different is what she said. When I came out to my mother several years later I said 'I'm different'. "I have s** with other men'. She said she knew, she said I was always different.

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