A place to call home
Gen Y may have a rep for staying at home longer, but can this still be said for GLBTIQ youth?
We prefer not to talk about homelessness. The homeless are grubby old men yelling at cracks in the pavement, pushing trolleys full of empty shopping bags 鈥� aren鈥檛 they?
Sometimes these stereotypes couldn鈥檛 be further from the truth.
I was 13 when Mum found my diary. That she 鈥榮tumbled across it鈥� under my bed 鈥� bookmarked at the page I鈥檇 described my schoolyard crush in remarkable detail 鈥� remains a point of contention to this day.
It doesn鈥檛 matter. What mattered was this allowed me to come out. Numerous heartfelt discussions followed. I think Mum saw my queerdom as a blessing in disguise. More like a best friend, she鈥檇 also mingled with the old Les Girls crowd.
But not everyone鈥檚 so lucky.
We might be coming out younger, but families still shun their own blood. 鈥楩amilial homophobia鈥� often lurks in the more oblique chasms of the family dynamic. It鈥檚 that air of distance, the unspoken discontent. It鈥檚 insidious. And it sucks.
Kicked out or alienated, many embark on the 鈥榝light to ghetto鈥�, somewhere they believe they鈥檒l fit in. I also eloped from suburbia, mesmerised by the city. But it doesn鈥檛 always work out. Some end up homeless.
鈥淩esearch shows family conflict, drug and alcohol issues, mental health and disengagement are experienced at higher levels than for heterosexual peers,鈥� Twenty 10鈥檚 David Moutou told SSO. 鈥淲e see effects magnified, especially in family conflict.鈥�
Home is where the heart is. And while homelessness doesn鈥檛 seem as ubiquitous in our community as we get older, we learn to sort our shit out. We鈥檙e survivors, after all.
If you see someone in need, tell them about Twenty 10. Of course donations and volunteers are always welcome. Or if you鈥檙e doing it tough yourself, know that life can be all you want and more. And remember; those who mind don鈥檛 matter, while those who matter will never mind.
There鈥檚 no shame in being you. Homophobia, on the other hand 鈥� now that鈥檚 a choice!
info: Visit www.twenty10.org.au, call 1800 65 2010, or join T10鈥檚 Facebook or Twitter page.
Dan my life has been tough.
The scars on my face and the back of my head from being poofta bashed are a constant reminder to me of just how tough it was for me as a young man to just live my life openly gay.
If there is one thing close to my heart it would have to be looking after gay teenagers.
Community to me means looking after each other.
Hopefully through my work gay teenagers wont have to struggle through life getting the shit kicked out of them.
Most people in the gay community see me as an idiot and a troublemaker but they misunderstand my works initiatives.
i agree well said and also its the unspoken things that can hurt the most. also at a time like easter i think we could be thinking of others on the streets and who need services offered by organisations like twenty 10. gary thats brutal dude being whipped like an animal like that by ur own dad
William my father use to whip me with his stock whip.
He thought he could whip the sissy out of me.
It obviously didn’t work :)
I wish we in the 70’s had agency’s like Twenty 10 cause the room I had to stay in as a teenager had rats as big as baby rabbits.
You know what ~ I wish I had things like this to read when I was a teenager and I believed I was a “freak.” This was what my father called me as he broke the coffee table over my head. I will absolutely tell young gays and lesbians about the incredible services offered by Twenty 10.
Hopefully they get to read articles like this. Thank you Twenty 10 and thank you Star Observer for this.
Well said and well written.