I’m from Mexico City but my family moved when I was a year old to Queretaro, a town known in Mexico for being incredibly conservative. I was bullied for everything, from my having an insects collection (too weird) to being born in another city.
When I was in high school I decided to come out to my best friend and the guy I like. I made a letter explaining everything, but a nosy guy took the letter from my backpack and everybody read it that day. I thought I was going to be crucified, and when they told me the teachers board wanted to talk to me I thought I was going to be expelled.
The teachers took turns and said that it was pretty brave for me to come out and offered protection if anybody bullied me. But it wasn’t necessary. Somehow never denying it and yelling it out loud made me safe. And every time I thought some people could never accept it, it happened the other way around. Now I’m a language teacher at the university and I can’t speak of any harassment from my teachers, classmates, workmates or students.
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