A pair of cute cowboys; quiet night for Martin tonight …

Hi, friends and readers:

Do you like cowboys? I’ve never had a bronc buster for a boyfriend, so I can’t really comment on their suitability as boyfriend material. And I’m not too crazy about the whole boot-scootin’ scene or the rodeo lingo. But I do find cowboy hats kind of sexy on certain guys, like the two in tonight’s photo posts. Do they wear those things in bed while having sex? I seem to recall Brad Pitt kept his hat on, when he fornicated in with one of the girls in Thelma and Louise. If you have not seen that film, do so. Brad’s rather amazing in it, actually ….

So, it’s been a lackluster day for me. I worked on writing projects, wrote to literary agents, watered houseplants and did a few loads of laundry. Exciting stuff, eh? Whenever I leave town for the weekend, it seems like chores pile up, and then they all have to be done on Monday. Well, they’re done, anyway, and I’m ready for a quiet evening.

I received a comment today from a young man named Tyler who lives in Greenville, SC. It seems his life is not too cheerful these days. He said this:

“I’m in my junior year of high school. My parents are devout Baptists so they don’t understand what it means to be gay. But I am gay, and I don’t know how to tell them.

“They expect me to go to church, to play football, and to date girls. They already plan for me to attend Furman University, where my dad went. Of course they expect me to get married and have several children. They have my whole life planned out for me. But I’m afraid it’s not going to work out that way, no way.

“My problem is, how do I tell them? And where will I stand with them after I do? It’s like I’m going to shatter this image they have of me, and then we won’t be close any more. I love my parents but I have to be myself. You can understand that, right?”

Yeah, Tyler, I can understand that. It’s hard to know just when to break the news. But generally, I’d say, “The sooner the better.” If your parents truly love you (And I’m sure they do.) they will accept you for who you are, and they’ll understand you must be your own person. It may take a while before everything sinks in, but it will. Good luck.

Whew ….

Okay, everyone, Labor Day weekend has come to an end. Are you home now? Are you sunburned? Did you drink too much beer? It’s okay. Have a nice Monday evening, and get to bed at a decent hour tonight. Work’s waiting tomorrow ….

2 thoughts on “A pair of cute cowboys; quiet night for Martin tonight …

  1. It is March 2015 and I just found this webpage

    When I read about Tyler, the young man who got in contact regarding his Baptist parents and him being gay, my heart bled for him.

    I sincerely hope that over two years down the line since the original comment, things worked out for him and his parents.

    I remember the anguish I felt about needing to be true to myself and not wanting to “disappoint” my family when I eventually came out.

    As it turns out, my hand was forced. However, the weight that was lifted from my shoulders when the moment occurred was immense and the relief I felt at my secret being out in the open was indescribable.

    There were some difficult times after that as my parents came to terms with the news that there only child was gay, but, things did better with time. It was difficult and there were tears at the beginning, from both sides, but things did get better.

    I hope with all my heart that things worked out for young Tyler and his parents are fully supportive of him. If he has not come out to them yet, I would suggest he comes out to a close friend first, one who he trusts and has known for a long time. That way he has the start of a support group of friends just in case things get difficult.

    For me, the first time I actually said “I’m gay” was truly terrifying. But I accepted myself.

    The first person I told was my lifelong friend. Whilst I was fairly sure he would be OK, I was still scared that he might not accept me. It took me ages to tell him, but he accepted me and supported me.

    When it came to the next person,I was slightly less terrified and so it goes until you have so many people who have accepted you for who you are, that eventually, it doesn’t matter if someone has a problem with you being gay, because it is their problem, not yours.

    So young Tyler, if you do read this, as I said, I hope with all my heart that things worked out for the best and life is treating you well.

    Heartfelt hugs from across the Atlantic.

    • Hello, Phil:

      I have posted your comment in full on my website this morning. Thanks so much for your eloquent words. Hopefully Tyler is doing okay, and is learning to be comfortable with himself.


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