What If Your Child Is Gay?

FamilyThis week, The New York Times Magazine is running a story titled “Coming Out in Middle School.” It’s about exactly what it sounds like – kids in their pre-teens and early teens “coming out,” or declaring their non-heterosexual sexual orientation, to parents, friends, relatives, teachers and others. It’s about removing the ambiguity that may surround their sexual identity. It’s about not pretending to be straight for the sake of saving face and remaining in favor with others.

Typically, coming out has been something that happens later in life, say, when the children are no longer minors and leave the roost. They may acknowledge their gayness or bisexuality to their parents when they’re in college – or at some other point in the nascence of their independence as autonomous, self-sustaining adults.

Of course, some people never admit they’re gay to their loved ones. They may lead a life that is closeted at church, family reunions, cousins’ birthday parties and other events of the hearth and home. They may put on a front as a “lifelong bachelor” or as a hyper-driven career woman with no time for romantic distractions in the workplace to deflect suspicion and avoid detection. These very same people may be frequenting gay bars or clubs in their “off” hours – or they may only do so via the perceived anonymity of the Internet or save it for special – though frequent – trips out of town to more welcoming and receptive cities.

In the New York Times story, parents of children who have come out as gay or bisexual exhibit a range of coping mechanisms. Some openly accept it without question or pause. Others believe it must be a phase that their child will outgrow. And many think that the age of 12, 13 or 14 is way too young to have any clue about one’s sexual identity – at least if it’s a non-heterosexual one.

Gayness is more of a common denominator than we think. It’s just that no one likes to talk about it. For many people, it’s akin to having a drug addict, alcoholic, or criminal in your family – most of us have at least one, if not all three, but we don’t talk about it. We don’t discuss it. We whisper about them, shake our heads and claim that we’ll pray them to redemption and restoration.

I have gay relatives. In fact, one of my brothers is gay. I distinctly remember when he came out to my parents. He was 16 years old, in his junior year of high school. He first claimed to be bisexual, but I knew otherwise. And soon after he admitted he was straight-up gay. In fact, I had suspected or even known that my brother was gay for a long, long time. I never even remember “finding out” or not knowing – it was just one of those things.

My parents dealt with it well, as best as I can recall. They never loved him conditionally as a result. They didn’t keep their parental love in check because he was gay. If anything, they cocooned him just as much – if not more – than they would otherwise. They still held on to their dreams for their child, even if they knew his future would not include a wife and kids. That’s love. It doesn’t deny, dismiss, discount, deride or denigrate.

Some of my fondest life memories are imprinted with gayness. In fact, during my teens and early 20s, I hung out with gay folks, went to gay bars, and attended gay-friendly events. My best friend of more than 20 years was gay. Some would have even called him “flaming” and flamboyant.

He came out at some point in high school, and I know that it was not well-received. However, he continued to live his life unapologetically and on the best terms he could find. Still, like many gay men – especially black ones – he struggled to find his place in this world and within our community. Most black folks are more willing to readily accept an adulterer or domestic abuser than a homosexual. In fact, if you ask, some would say the only thing worse is being an atheist. As a collective, we tend to tolerate them as our beauticians and consult them when we need their advice on an outfit – heck, we’ll even let them play the piano at church – but we will ridicule them and remove them from our own families.

My best friend died of AIDS two years ago. Neither of us could have ever known how, much of a premonition out exploits were of things to come (Back when I Road Scholar – the world leader in educational travel for adults. Top ten travel destinations for African-Americans. Fascinating history, welcoming locals, astounding sights, hidden gems, mouth-watering food or all of the above – our list of the world’s top ten “must-see” learning destinations for African-Americans has a little something for everyone.performed spoken word on a regular basis, he and I performed a piece we wrote together about the dangers of unprotected sex titled “I Got The AIDS.”). His decline occurred over the course of eight years.

Even today – almost each day – as I think of him, I have to wonder if he would have been consumed by the modern plague if the social supports had been place to affirm and accept him. It’s hard enough raising black boys to be responsible, productive men, but how much more difficult is it to do so when they’re black AND gay? Well, damn, that’s hard.

I don’t think any parent wants to sign up for that. But I have to ask myself, what if my children are gay? How would I react? Does my back story provide me with the emotional armaments to love them regardless without the taint of disappointment or disgruntlement? Does my comfort around gay people mean that, if they aren’t straight, they will pull the covers off and not perpetrate a fraud about who – and what – they are?

As my husband and I envision our lives in 20 or 30 years, we think of the men our Little Ladies will marry. We consider how many grandchildren we will have and what we’ll do with them in the wonder years of our hopeful retirements. We look forward to being involved and active in their lives – the lives of our children as fully fashioned adults and those of the next generation during their most formative years.

Our ideals and visions are coated with heterosexuality. They are cast in a straight context. But what happens if, in a few years, like the parents in the Times article, we are confronted with a reality that forever fractures our current future-focused thinking?

K. Danielle Edwards

Republished with permission from The BlackCommentator.

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  1. says

    I don’t believe that there are more gay people now than at any other time. I do believe more gay people are open about their sexuality than they would have been 50 years ago — it’s probably not coincidental that we are all more open about sexuality than we were 50 years ago. Having said that, there are plenty of studies that suggest that having a sexual preference for the same sex is not limited to human beings. This apparently occurs throughout the animal kingdom. Some believe there is a physiological component within us that sets the stage for our sexuality way before we leave the womb — and obviously before we’re impacted by others so I wouldn’t worry that you did anything to make your grandson gay or to make your son straight. Homosexuality has been treated differently by different cultures and in different eras. Unfortunately, our culture accepts the bad treatment of homosexuals. As a loving grandmother, all you can do is love and support your grandson and learn more.

    I wrote an article about my uncle a while back. He helped to raise me and he was gay. Here is my story:

    http://www.laprogressive.com/2008/05/24/the-love-of-a-gay-man/

  2. Carmen says

    This was well written.
    I am the grandmother of a 17 year old grandson that I am raising. My grandson came out at 13 years of age. I remember thinking that this was not something that I dreamed of for him, but even more I was scared for him. We are Black and in our community and also in my family being gay, at that time, was not eagerly accepted. I constantly wanted to keep him with me to shield him from the craziness and brutality of a community that looks at gays like they have no right to live.
    I remember wondering if he had a sexual encounter or was it something that I over looked while he was growing up. Then I thought maybe he was around just women too often. You are right when there is this part of you that wonders if this is just a phase or gender issues. I remember thinking will he out grow this or maybe, just maybe, some aggresive young lady would see this as a challenge and try to conquer him liking young men. Once he had an experience with a young woman, maybe he would change.
    Then I prayed. One thing I knew for sure was that I loved and would love my grandson, even if he was gay. I also realized that I needed to educate myself, so that I could educate others around us, especially our family. His dad, my son, was not receptive and was hurt. He felt that he had done something wrong. I could feel and see his pain. The upside of this was that my grandson felt comfortable enough with his dad to come out to him. To this I felt his was also reaching out for guidance and support.
    To date, my grandson, son , and I receive counseling. I am constantly trying to secure information to understand this issue. I want to support my grandson in all of his endeavours. Our family is becoming supportive. I still sometime wonder what has happened that so many young men and women are coming out now. Do you know the answer??

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