I’m From Mexico City, Mexico.

by victor hoyos

I remember I was around 16. One day, I was with my entire family eating dinner. My parents, my brother, my aunts, uncles, everyone was there. Suddenly homosexuality came up to the table conversation. I can’t recall why, but I can recall this one comment an uncle said to everybody: “Thank God there’s not one fag in our family.”

The only thing I could think of was: “Prepare, bitches.”

I came out a month later.


  1. This has me laughing so hard. Wonderful.

  2. If God exists, she or he is certainly laughing at such “gratitude.”

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