It was February 10th 2011 , I was crying sitting in my room thinking I will be all alone.
My mom suddenly came to me and realized i was crying and asked me for the reason and I couldn't control and I told my Mom that I'm gay .
she didn't understand and then called my dad and I said the same.
Then My dad hugged and said " Its alright and don't worry we will go doctors and you can change"
I really wanted to change and be the perfect boy my parents wanted to be.
I went to many doctors and they tried changing me but nothing worked out.
Their questions to me were so difficult to answer and I really couldn't take that emotional trauma and started opposing my parents to go to hospital.
After a month my parents told about me to my uncles and then they started harassing me locked me in a room , removed my tight jeans and took my phone from me and they used foul language I felt like dying at that moment.
I started hating my parents for dong this to me.
I took a phone from my friend and maintained it secretly and used to be in contact with Gay guys and Came across this guy who told he loved me and That time I just wanted someone to love me and make me feel better.
He used to talk to me daily and then one day we met for sometime and I went back home and my dad was upset as I was late and he used some harsh words and me being a sensitive person didn't want to stay at my home where I didn't have respect.
I called that guy and told that I'm going away from home and he said that he will take care of my future and ensured me having a respectful life.
I left home on April 7 2011 with 100 RS in pocket , a gold ring and lot of tears in my eyes.
My mom suddenly came to me and realized i was crying and asked me for the reason and I couldn't control and I told my Mom that I'm gay .
she didn't understand and then called my dad and I said the same.
Then My dad hugged and said " Its alright and don't worry we will go doctors and you can change"
I really wanted to change and be the perfect boy my parents wanted to be.
I went to many doctors and they tried changing me but nothing worked out.
Their questions to me were so difficult to answer and I really couldn't take that emotional trauma and started opposing my parents to go to hospital.
After a month my parents told about me to my uncles and then they started harassing me locked me in a room , removed my tight jeans and took my phone from me and they used foul language I felt like dying at that moment.
I started hating my parents for dong this to me.
I took a phone from my friend and maintained it secretly and used to be in contact with Gay guys and Came across this guy who told he loved me and That time I just wanted someone to love me and make me feel better.
He used to talk to me daily and then one day we met for sometime and I went back home and my dad was upset as I was late and he used some harsh words and me being a sensitive person didn't want to stay at my home where I didn't have respect.
I called that guy and told that I'm going away from home and he said that he will take care of my future and ensured me having a respectful life.
I left home on April 7 2011 with 100 RS in pocket , a gold ring and lot of tears in my eyes.
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