This is story from Heather. There are basically two types of people that I just hate. First, the ones that commit injustices; second, the intolerants. And when some of them mess up with my family… you can imagine how nuts I go! God knows I had a terrible childhood until he sent me an angel to stop my suffering… That angel is my current mom Jasmine. She adopted me when I was seven years old. My biological parents were problematic and abusive. They took me away and sent me to a foster home. After a bunch of meetings, and the long adopting procedure, I finally went home with Jasmine.
Even though I liked her from the minute we met, I felt awkward living with her for the first months. I thought of us as friends. Now, the relationship turned more into a mother-daughter type of course. Little by little, I started feeling more like Jasmine’s daughter and I think she felt more like my mother.
We have established an amazing relationship over the years. We’re each other’s best friends and the most important persons in each other’s life. Besides, we’re pretty much the only family we have.
My mom is gay. When she came out, her parents didn’t accept her. She left her house and moved to New York with the little money she had saved up. And after just five years she escalated the ladder until she became the school’s principal.
She dated and never stopped being herself no matter what people would say. Everybody was okay with her sexual orientation and I love how she was never afraid to express it.
I came into the picture when she already had a year in that position. I entered there as the principal’s daughter. Sometimes that can be a problem, but in our case it wasn’t, my mom was quite likable as a principal too. Students loved her cause I’ve been told that the previous principal was a total witch, but with a B instead of a W. It was a relief for everyone when my mom was put in charge.
My mom loved her little school deeply...until it was shut down do to lack of funding. Every student transferred, and every teacher was fired. She had to find another job, and this time she wasn’t alone. The thought of not being able to provide me with a good future crushed her. She looks and look and found nothing in the city. She made some calls to a few friends in other states in a cry for help. She found it in Betty, her childhood friend who lives to Ohio. It turns out that her son’s school was looking for a new principal. Kindly, she recommended my mom, even if she didn’t like the idea of Ohio. But she was desperate!
It meant a complete change for our life. A move away from all our friends, yet we still took it! I was excited. We moved to Ohio two months ago. My mom started at the school as the new principal, and I, as a freshman. This time the students didn’t know my mom so I was definitely going to be the tattletale. No one would trust me, and I didn’t care. With time I would earn people’s trust and friendship….right?
The truth is, I have made some friends and the school is...okay. It’s just different. It’s bigger and with more extracurricular activities, and people are nice. I just don’t see much diversity and that might be a huge problem now.
You see, ever since school started mom has been acting all weird. She’s dressing different, seems nervous all the time and she acts as if she’s hiding something. I thought she was dating someone new, she’s always nervous at first...but boy was I wrong!
She hasn’t told me anything, yet I already know. I heard some Senior guys talking about my mom and comparing her to the old principal. “The new one looks nice and probably not gay”, I heard one say. WHAT? WHAT THE ACTUAL F?
What on Earth is wrong with these people?!!? Professional life and private life have nothing to do with each other. Plus, it’s freaking normal! Gosh, I’m pissed at this people’s homophobia. Now I get why mom seems afraid. She is scared she might lose her job too and not find another one. What should I do to help her? Tell people and hope for the best? Sue the school if she gets fired to? Or do we just move somewhere else until she finds a new job?
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