Diary entries

SPEAKER 1: 5th of April, dear diary, we were talking about gay marriage in school, and again, I didn’t dare to say that I have two mothers. It’s so stupid, because I’m not embarrassed at all and I think gay people are very normal, but I was so scared. I was worried that people might bully me or ask weird questions, like, when my neighbour asked me who does the chores in our house. It’s not that weird, though. I just have two mothers who love each other very much. Sometimes I do wish one of the mothers would have dated a man. It would have made things a lot easier.

SPEAKER 2: 17th, February, today I had such an awful day. Everybody was picking on me. Those stupid boys from my class were following me when I was cycling to school this morning. I hate them so much. They were all kicking against my bike. I almost fell off. Even outside school, they don’t leave me alone anymore. At school they call me with bad names. I try not to listen to it, but it’s so hard. I don’t dare talk about it with mum and dad, because I’m afraid they’ll think I’m a fool too. Every day I hope they quit, but they never do.

SPEAKER 3: 3rd of December, mum and dad were just having a big fight. I just went to my room, but that doesn’t help at all. They scream so loud at each other, I hear it anyway. I didn’t want them to get divorced, but now I’m happy the fights will be over. I’m constantly afraid they’ll fight again. I hope that feeling will soon pass. It’s so difficult, because, of course, I preferred my parents being together. But this isn’t working at all. I prefer to be somewhere else, so I don’t hear them yelling all the time.