I’m sorry I’m gay. I feel like it’s not a choice but something I was born with. I’m sorry that I’m such a disgrace to my parents. I’m sorry that I feel as if I have no one who understands my pain. I’m sorry that I cry when I get upset or feel lost. I wish people could respect who I am and just be happy with the way I am. I’m not committing suicide but I’m showing people how hurt I feel that I can’t be accepted, not even in my own household. I wish I could change, but for me that’s like asking someone to stop breathing. It’s a part of me and I don’t feel like I’ve committed any form of a crime or sin. This is me.