“If you could have anything in the world right now, what would it be?”
Some friends and I were having a heart to heart one evening, and a few guys tossed around the idea of having a big house or a nice car. But when the question came around to me, I answered without hesitation: “Stability.”
Three years ago, after graduating high school, I came out to my Hispanic Catholic family, and unfortunately, the experience wasn’t as positive as I had hoped. In an instant, my seemingly stable life spiraled out of control: my parents cried, said they “would never accept me the way I was,” and offered to get me conversion therapy. I clung to the thought that eventually they’d come around, but instead, my coming-out only served a catalyst for their own personal turmoil, as they quickly separated and moved out, leaving me alone in my childhood home that was under impending foreclosure.
I felt paralyzed.