So it took 12 hours, both parents and a box of Kleenex, but I’m officially out at home now. I made two prior attempts on my mom, both of which she refused to believe.
My mom is gonna need some time to deal with it. She worries about me facing bias and discrimination and possibly not being able to live where I want. I tell her I’m worried about that too, but it’s not an excuse for living the rest of my life in lies. (Surprisingly, my little sister’s been telling her pretty much the same thing since I haven’t been home, and assuring her not to worry too much about me. Little sister appreciation sentence.) She also has residual fears left over from the '60s about me living in a commune and carrying around a sawed-off shotgun and castrating knife under my coat in case I meet a man on the streets on the way to my weekly dyke anarchist meeting. I don’t think that’s very probable. My dad doesn’t particularly care, as long as I don’t date jerks.
I was lucky.
I’m feeling pretty good now. The last couple of years have been sort of rough, but it’s starting to look like my life’s really going to turn around. Best of all, I have an excuse to use the long smiley.
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Heh, I still have to look it up because I’m not too sure of the color order.
Congratulations! That’s really terrific, and I know it must have taken a lot of courage; frankly, I’m glad I haven’t had to go through it, because I think I’d have wimped out. I hope all goes well for you!
Wow! From a straight girl who’s never had to go through anything quite so difficult, congratulations, Daowajan. Hope things really do get better now that you can be honest with your family.
Congratulations, Dao. I understand a little bit of how hard it is to tell a parent that you are a little “different” from their conception of who you are… my mother flipped out when she found out I was Pagan, but she’s gotten over it now. It’s got to be a lot harder to tell a parent that your sexual orientation isn’t the one they were hoping for, though. It takes a lot of courage to come out to the ones we love, and I’m glad you did it.
Glad to hear that’s finally done with, and that at least the issues your mom is dealing with aren’t ones that are rejecting of you. Your dad sounds very down to earth about the whole thing, so at least one parent has dealt with it.
I’m not gay mayself, but I still remember the order of the colours of the rainbow from watching Bill Nye the Science Guy: Red, Orange, Yellow, Green, Blue, Indigo, Violet. Think of the name “Roy G. Biv”.
Congratulations, Dao, and welcome to the big outside world. It’s a lot more fun.
And a serious back-pat to your folks; it sounds like they took it in the same way my mom did when I told her. It’s good to hear that their worries are based on concern for your welfare. Them’s good parents you got there.
In a few years, with luck and patience, they’ll be as cool with things as my mom. Last night she gave my boyfriend the stern parental “What are your intentions toward my son” speech, and actually kept a straight face for a couple of minutes.
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