falloutcarter13
Bury me, bury me...
- Aug 1, 2020
- 671
I have to imagine, as we get close to the end, other people are having the same thoughts as I am. Right now, I can't stop thinking about the path not taken. When I was 14, I had to go to a funeral (ironic, right?) My dad decided it was time to get me a legit suit. He took me to the nicest men's clothing store in town, you know, the one with the guy who has a British accent that's probably fake? But my dad dropped me off and left for like an hour, probably to go see his mistress or something. I followed that guy all around the store, fascinated by all of the different fabrics and cottons and accessories, and how much people were willing to pay to look good. I kept finding myself going back to that store to ask the guy questions and learn about the business. He hired me when I was 15 and I loved it. I decided to go to school for business, I wanted to open my own men's fashion store, even better than the one I worked at. I mean I loved everything about it, knowing everything down to the different types of stitching, I felt such a rush when someone would ask me a complex question and I knew the answer. I told my dad about my plan when I was 17, and I can quote what he said exactly because it was the most crushing thing he ever said to me. "What, you want to open a store like that faggot you work for? Are you a faggot? You can do whatever you want, but I'll tell you what I'm not paying for - business school so you can open a homo store. You're going to med school if you want me to pay for it."
If I'd been more sure of myself and more committed to making myself happy instead of him, I highly doubt I'd be here right now. I'm just wondering if anybody else has a similar story they'd like to share, to make me feel less alone lol. Thanks, as always, for caring and reading and replying. Love you guys! And girls!
If I'd been more sure of myself and more committed to making myself happy instead of him, I highly doubt I'd be here right now. I'm just wondering if anybody else has a similar story they'd like to share, to make me feel less alone lol. Thanks, as always, for caring and reading and replying. Love you guys! And girls!