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Ale, 30. 

I am an immigrant from Latin America. I first came to Canada when I was 17. At the time I was not out to anybody, so coming to Canada was the first opportunity I had to truly express myself.  My stigma was very high and I know that now, because the first time I came to Toronto I didn’t even want to get off at the streetcar stop on Church street. Little by little, and I guess maturing, I felt more comfortable with myself and I slowly told some of my family that I was gay.  They were very supportive.  Well they are my fav cousins; therefore, I knew they will support me.  None of my aunts, uncle or my mom knows.  I think because when I was growing up all my family informed me I was gay before I knew what that meant. My mom used to tell me that she would rather see me jump in front of a train than me telling her that I am gay. I know now that she might have not meant that, because other than my preference for partner we get along very well. My barrier to tell my MOM is that if I tell her and I send her home, she doesn’t have the support she might need to get used to the idea. I think I will tell her once she comes here for a longer period of time. And at the end of the day I am her only child, so at some point I will have to be with her in her golden years. And at that point I hope that she will accept me and the choices I am making. At the end of the day I hope it is going to be an organic conversation. That is where I am right now.

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