right now im 22, im "married", i dont need the papers to say so, in my heart and in my soul Jen is my wife, i have two amazing step kids, a fun job, friend, a cat, and a home full of love and hope. but things wernt always so good for me, where im at now is a long jump from where i was, when i was 14, i lived in a small town, the kind of small town where every one goes to church on sunday, and every one knows every ones name, before i even "came out" people knew or they thought they knew, they called my names, they threw things at me, food, garbage, soda, rocks, a girl cut off my hair, a group of boys tryed to run me over with their car, i even got beat up by the girls basket ball team. they school looked the other way, and when i did say something, the principle basically told me that if this was the way i was choosing to live my life that he couldnt help me. so i started fighting and skipping school, i cut myself, i tryed to kill myself, i took pills, i even thought about drowning myself in spring creek, but im really glad i didnt, i got expelled because some one i thought was my friend told a lie about me that got me in alot of trouble. so i moved with my mom to a bigger place, and it got a little better, i "came out" to my mom who said she already knew she was just waiting for me to know and to tell her, my mom loves me, her and my grandma were the most supportive people im lucky to have them, i got back into school, i made friends, real ones, fake ones,  gay one, strage ones, and i didnt feel so much of a freak any more, i didnt feel so alone. when i was 17 my uncle moved in and kicked me out, yelled at me broke my things told me to leave, so i did,  he "outed" me to my dad, there was alot of yelling and alot of tears, my mom stood up for me, its taken my dad a while but i think he is comeing to terms with me and who i am, i know he loves me, cause he is trying to hard to change himself (at least when im around), i was homeless trying to go to school and take care of myself and my girlfriend, whos mom also kicked her out and then sent her to me, i dropped out of school to work to pay my rent, i ended up homeless again, my gf mom took her back in so it was just me, i did what i had to do for years. i never finnished school but im working on that now, about a year ago November 22 i started talking to Jen, on December 3rd she became my Girlfriend over time i made my way to moving in with her, i have never been so happy in my life. if it can gett better for me it will get better for you, dont give up, dont give in to them dont let them win, you are worth so much more than the names they call you, i promise it might seem bad and endless now but IT GETS BETTER