Busiswe means blessings but I guess I am a curse. A curse to my parents, to the society and to myself. Or is it my sexuality that is a curse? I don’t know but what I do know is that I am living the opposite of the meaning of my name.
My life has been a living hell the day I found out about my sexuality . The day I decided to be true to myself. The day I came out of the closest and told my people who I am. Why people can’t accept me as I am ? What is wrong with being lesbian? Is it a sin to love another woman? Oh yes it is according to my mom and the ‘Bibles’, it is a sin to fall in love with the same gender. According to my mom I am a devil’s child. My dad? Oh he thinks I need a ceremony, a goat or cow need to be slaughtered to take out all the gayness in me. My uncle? Well he thinks the same as my dad . The society? They all believe that God created Adam and Eve not Eve and Eve.
If my family can’t accept me then how will the society accept me? If my own blood disown me how will the streets own me? I am no longer explaining my sexuality to people as my explanations goes to deaf ears and ignorant people. I will live my life the way I want to and continue being a curse to everyone. I know that somewhere out there, there is a person who feels the same way I feel and I will be a blessing to that person.