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Click hereThis is how it feels to be me
at this very moment.
I used to be so many things,
I was an activist for men' rights,
promoting awareness of men's issues
and trying to eliminate anti-male
discrimination.
I went anywhere and did whatever it took.
Rain or shine, I campaigned. I was on the
mission. I had a purpose.
I was a closeted bisexual black man with an
intolerant family who tried to help the other
gays and lesbians out there. I was a young man
looking for love and was unable to find it.
Then, my life went out of control. My family
became verbally and sometimes physically abusive. I felt fear of them. I wanted to leave
but I couldn't. Where would I go ? Who would
take me in ? Could any woman or man love
me ?
So, I remained. I made my own separate peace.
I kept away from them and did my own thing.
I was so scared. I wanted to help myself and
others. I learned to do it. I became a men's
rights activist.
During my struggle, I fell in love with my best
friend Karl. Unfortunately, he was hetero as could
be. I later fell in love with Lauren, a beautiful tomboy from Plymouth. Unfortunately,
she was taken.
So I find myself alone. Without a love of my
own. Struggling to survive. Trying to get back to
school. Trying to make some money. Trying to get
a job. Trying to find someone who could accept me and love me. The search continues.
This is how it feels to be me...forever.
Not a wonder your so fucked up.
Men's rights activists are punk ass Bitches.
M.R.A. are really the source of the MEN's movement heading back ward.
I am M.G.T.O.W. we put the MEN's Rights 1st, Not some socialist agenda.
Try out the M.G.T.O.W. Way of life, you will find Freedom and Happiness,
M.R.A.'s don't know.
All M.R.A.'s know is hate this, hate that.
To know anything about The Men's rights movement, watch and listen to Sandman on YouTube.
I am a black woman (22 years old), who identifies as heterosexual. Except for being a MRA my boyfriend, had a similar past. He identifies openly as a Black bisexual guy, even though he has more preference for women. People don't like it. But Oh-fucking-well. He doesn't live his life in secret or shame. I'm proud to love him and to be with him. It gets frustrating to hear that he's had other girls, in the past, who were bisexual JUDGE him for being bisexual, as if that makes any sense. But he can't help the way that he feels. It's not going away so all i can do is roll with it and respect that it's just a part of who he is. He's chosen to be open and out because in his personal life cause he want people to like him for him, instead of contrived image. Hatred is a bitch, but if your family is bigoted, towards gender and sexuality. And you feel helpless a caged. It's okay to walk away from toxic environments. My boyfriend did, and he found people who care about more than who's in his bed at night. That's trivial. I don't question his faith to me. His sexuality has never been a problem for me. Find yourself a lover who doesn't make you feel ashamed to be yourself. sexuality isn't an inferior trait that needs to be chaperoned by emotionalism and morality.
you are allowed to terminate toxic relationships
you are allowed to walk away from people who hurt you
you are allowed to be angry and selfish and unforgiving
you don’t owe anyone an explanation for taking care of yourself
Please take care of yourself. -Noire
to be forever. You must have hope that someday you'll find that special someone. Meanwhile, just keep doing what you believe in. Not only are you speaking out for yourself, but for many other people in that same situation as well. Good luck...
and the isolation identified with lots of feel. the title pulls one in......don
nothing is forever,
brother
everything is
in constant change
except for love.