She named her new baby boy, Thomas George Dougherty. Life was good then, she was the image of what a perfect mother could be and a good role model to her son.
Until 1994. See the man she grew up with and married, was told that he had a brain aneurysm (tumor). When Thomas was 2 years old his father had past away, His mother being she was so young ( 29), she didn’t know how to react to the news and thought her only escape from the pain was by taking drugs. Little did she know that very choice will cause her son (Thomas) to grew up with out his mother and father.
My name is Thomas and this is my story.
i wish there was a way my mother would realize what has happened to herself and how it effected my choices and my way of living. I wish she would realize how the lies,betrayals really effected the way i lived my life. Maybe if i could go back in time, i can change the image that i have drilled in my head of my mother of the kitchen sink with a needle in her arm, as i went to go get a drink for my friend or how many times i would have to take care of her when she was sick with Cotton Fever. the more and more i think about it i will never go back in time it made me who i am. Granted, i wasn’t perfect after i live.
When I turned 16 i found myself leading to guys and ending up falling in love with one. we “dated” for a year. “Open-relationships” Never work…
When i Turned 17 i feel in love with the boy i believed at the time was my savior and i believe my world was in his hands. He helped me escape the life i was living, with my mom. I realizing the truth about myself and the mistakes i made after the very choice. Who would have ever know that i lived a life of lies. Everything i did was wrong, i lied to cover up things that i didn’t want others to know or when the presser of a mistake i have done has gotten so big, i would lie about it over and over again causing my “savior” to leave me. Cause it to lead to the biggest mistake of my life. the lying continued on and on as i tried to move on. i ending up leaving the person that i really cared about a lot. a person that hates my guts. a person that i lost.
I’m writing this to put the past away and so everyone can read it. I’m done with the lies and i finally am able to open myself and know who i am. and I’m no longer going to put myself last to (Drugs/(boyfriend/Counselor)/Money ) < for how my mom put me. I am not bisexual. I am proud of who i am. My Name is Thomas George-Frederick Dougherty i am 19 years old and i am gay. (Sorry mom.) ….
Hope i put this to rest. I love you all
- Thomas D. :)
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