Are there gay gypsies

At 15 something began to change: I realized I was attracted to boys more than to girls. Dean grew up in the Gypsy community. For years I tried to hide my relationship in every way, with lies of all kinds that distanced even more from my family.

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I started dating boys and one day meet Stefano. The original question contains a fundamentally flawed premise. For many years I had to hide. Growing up in a very large family, where you had to elbow thru to get a shred of attention and love, was tiring. He also grew up knowing he was gay.

My mother raised six children trying to integrate us as much as are there gay gypsies, but reminding us of the importance of our culture, a vast culture, rich in traditions and religious holidays to be respected. My name is LukaI am a gypsy but I am also gay.

Months later the situation had improved to the point that one summer night five years ago, after a night out, my mother asked almost abruptly if I was gay. I decided it was time for the gypsy mom to know that her son loved sequins and glitter more than he should.

“The traveller community is very manly, it’s a man’s world,” he says. My family moved to Italy, specifically to Brescia, 25 years ago and they fell in love with this country. I lived in constant fear of being discovered. Is it serious enough to terrify two boys?

He saw me getting in the car with an older man. Until one day it really happened. Fortunately, I was born and raised in Italywhere homosexuality is evidently more accepted than in Kosovo. MY WAY I’m a proud gay gypsy – I was shunned for breaking traveller ‘rules’ but here’s why I’ll never turn my back on community.

I suffered a lot when I was an adolescent: I was more emotional than my brothers, felt little acceptance, and cried at night because of little care toward me. For days, I locked myself in my room, thinking -with anxiety and fear- about what I could do to face the situation gay thái my parents.

We did not talk at all about what had happened, which is typical of my family. My father -perhaps driven by some suspicion- followed me to the place I would meet with my boyfriend. Being yourself, loving a person of the same sex!

This happened almost every day during the first few years of my relationship. Research conclusively shows that sexual orientation is not determined by ethnicity or cultur. I had two options: lie to her and keep hiding who I really am or be bold and come out once and for all.

“So they. After all, afraid of what? As I mentioned earlier, the holidays in our culture, especially the religious ones, are very important: the only exception to stay home on May 6th, was Easter with the family. The two, he says, do not mix.

They just grounded me and thought the situation could be resolved like that, without dealing with it, sweeping it under the rug.

The fear of being discovered by my parents was also looming over me which blocked me even more. It is not easy to tell your own story, to open up to strangers or friends, especially when you lack the gift of expressing feelings due to denial of loving touch and hugs.

My parents have always considered our education important : skipping a day of school due to futile reasons was a calamity.