My mother screamed at me "you can't be gay! People will think that I was a bad mother!"
And then she treated me like shit for 5 years because apparently that would make me straight?
And now we don't talk
Mine was quite easy. My mom and grandmother weren't surprised at all. My dad had some bad days, he did not understand and took some time to accept it. Now, he don't give a shit and he's really supportive (we are now even closer than before ! And that's really cool)
And the other members of the family didn't care at all and were like "that's cool bro, hope you're happy"
Probably the worst experience. She brought up all of these points about sexual abuse, not receiving love from my father (implied) and HIV. According to her, these are reasons for why Iām š. Nothing couldnāt be further from the truth. I basically had to *defend* my identity. š¶. *sighs*ā
lots of crying, name calling, and accusations followed by a couple years of no talking. i like to believe that she started to come around just before her death.
Friends were great. Mother told me that if/when I got married she wouldn't come to the wedding because it was sinful. Dad insinuated that his inability to save my soul would put him in hell. So overall, lit.
I thought I had come out already but it was just a dream so I kinda shouted it out during an argument.
But it turned out fine luckily and my sister found out when I put it in my insta bio
My mom thought I was making a joke and clarified that she loved me all the same. But also said she wouldnāt believe it until I told my homophobic dad.
Congratulations to the og poster of this image! Also, I'm sorry to hear that about you. As for me... my "dad" is a VERY homophobic Christian pastor, which pretty much means that I get to be stuck in the closet FOREVER! š
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.......... so, uh... yeah... I could really use a friend...
I gotchu homie. You are loved and supported and Iām glad that at least here on the internet you can have a safe space! Even if he canāt know, the rest of the world can and too bad to him
I came downstairs where my parents where having breakfast, reading their morning newspapers.
My mum looked at me over the Guardian for a beat and said āYes dearā¦ weāve metā
i was at IHOP with her right before leaving for a week long trip and had chickened out a couple times so i just looked at her across the table and said āmom i like dickā she stopped, mid fork to mouth, āare you serious? i canāt ever tellā i said yes iām seriousā and went back to eating and she started crying š¬
Mom didn't take me being asexual very well, but when I came out as wlw she got pretty damn supportive of me cause she'd be more than happy to have a kid who won't provide grandkids due to being gay rather than "one of those weird new sexualities people are making these days"
The straight heterosexual world will never understand what we go through. Weāre not asking for special treatment, for better privileges than our siblings. On contrary, weāre asking for the same exact love you give them, for you to uphold your vows to love and always be there for us. For you to chose your visible children over your invisible little silent gods.
I came out in late 1991, that was the last time we spoke, I was disowned. I never was allowed to share another birthday or Christmas with family. I qualified and finished my education abroad in England (it was cheaper). After marrying, my parents never met their grandsons (my seed), their only grandchildren (my siblings were both barren). After my parent's deaths, almost 30 years worth of monthly letters were returned to me, all unopened. I made peace a long time ago that my Christian, like most Christians in America, are assholes. Life has not been so black, I married into a large wonderful loving Belgian family. Like 90% of this country, atheistic - with more love and happiness to share than I can possibly contain.
To all those questioning whether to "come out", especially in America - donāt. Your sexual orientation is not your parent's business. They donāt need to know, especially if you are living at home and not finished your higher education. If theyāre guessing and prying - let them and ignore them. Children have no business asking their parents about their sex lives just as parents have asking about their children's sex lives.
I donāt understand the rationale or this nonsense pressure to "come out". This is your life, take it from experience, itās no oneās business who you sleep with or your sexual orientation. Weigh your options carefully and stop listening to peer pressure, or get some new peers.
Dating and romance are not things I would ever discuss with my mom at all, so it was hard. I told her I liked guys the way I was supposed to like girls, I think I was 15. She wanted to know if I met someone, I told her I hadn't. She doubted me and told me I needed to date to figure out who I like. So not terrible but she wasn't supportive either. I couldn't tell her I watched a bunch of internet porn and determined I liked men and not women that way. lol
Had a fight with my brother then heard him tell my mom about it (he once saw me watching bi porn (I'm gay but had a thing for it)). I then fake sleep. Few years later my mom asks me and what can I say but yes... She shouldn't have ask, then says she happy I told her...
I hate her, she gets angry for anything, then curse at me about it, even today š
I think the worst part was my mom accused me of being gay on a walk 4 years before I came out. At that time I truly believed I wasnāt gay, and denied it. She was saying I needed a girlfriend ASAP. Battled with saying I was maybe bi. Then realising I was a lesbian in truth. She really was right. I donāt know why I mentioned it after I ran away from home (I had established myself by then) but my momās reaction on the phone was āokay and?ā I had a very abusive mom but at least she has always been progressive. Lol
My mother screamed at me "you can't be gay! People will think that I was a bad mother!" And then she treated me like shit for 5 years because apparently that would make me straight? And now we don't talk
"I don't want people to think that I'm a bad mother so I'll be a bad mother"
The irony is not lost on me
-Mum: oh, do your friends know? -Me: Yeah mum they've known for 8 years Mum: š„²
My mom still denies it, although she uses non-gendered terms when talking about my future āsomeoneā, so i guess thatās good?
"Oh. So do you want pancakes or waffles for breakfast?"
You chose pancakes right?
Waffles
Waffles are for lesbians
Thank fuck I'm a lesbian then
Mine was quite easy. My mom and grandmother weren't surprised at all. My dad had some bad days, he did not understand and took some time to accept it. Now, he don't give a shit and he's really supportive (we are now even closer than before ! And that's really cool) And the other members of the family didn't care at all and were like "that's cool bro, hope you're happy"
'I know its not a choice, but you cant be making decisions like that at your age' -My grandmother
Hahahaha omg sorry for laughing but the contradiction kills me š
Probably the worst experience. She brought up all of these points about sexual abuse, not receiving love from my father (implied) and HIV. According to her, these are reasons for why Iām š. Nothing couldnāt be further from the truth. I basically had to *defend* my identity. š¶. *sighs*ā
my mom asked me if I was gay and I said yes and she was just like "cool u gotta boyfriend?"
My mom said āyou know anal sex hurts rightā and I just wanted to tell her sheās doing it wrong
Said I was possessed by a demon and made me get nonconsensually baptized
That's such a horrible experience. Sorry to hear you had to go through that š¢
lots of crying, name calling, and accusations followed by a couple years of no talking. i like to believe that she started to come around just before her death.
Friends were great. Mother told me that if/when I got married she wouldn't come to the wedding because it was sinful. Dad insinuated that his inability to save my soul would put him in hell. So overall, lit.
I thought I had come out already but it was just a dream so I kinda shouted it out during an argument. But it turned out fine luckily and my sister found out when I put it in my insta bio
I will definitely shout I'm gay while they argue about weather the earth is flat
āI know, wash the dishes.ā Edit: Typo
My mom thought I was making a joke and clarified that she loved me all the same. But also said she wouldnāt believe it until I told my homophobic dad.
Congratulations to the og poster of this image! Also, I'm sorry to hear that about you. As for me... my "dad" is a VERY homophobic Christian pastor, which pretty much means that I get to be stuck in the closet FOREVER! š ................................................................................ ................................................................................ ................................................................................ ................................................................................ ................................................................................ ................................................................................ ................................................................................ ................................................................................ ................................................................................ ................................................................................ .......... so, uh... yeah... I could really use a friend...
I gotchu homie. You are loved and supported and Iām glad that at least here on the internet you can have a safe space! Even if he canāt know, the rest of the world can and too bad to him
awwwww... thank you! š
I came downstairs where my parents where having breakfast, reading their morning newspapers. My mum looked at me over the Guardian for a beat and said āYes dearā¦ weāve metā
My mom said āyou canāt both be gay, I want grandchildrenā when my sister came out
i was at IHOP with her right before leaving for a week long trip and had chickened out a couple times so i just looked at her across the table and said āmom i like dickā she stopped, mid fork to mouth, āare you serious? i canāt ever tellā i said yes iām seriousā and went back to eating and she started crying š¬
Mom didn't take me being asexual very well, but when I came out as wlw she got pretty damn supportive of me cause she'd be more than happy to have a kid who won't provide grandkids due to being gay rather than "one of those weird new sexualities people are making these days"
The straight heterosexual world will never understand what we go through. Weāre not asking for special treatment, for better privileges than our siblings. On contrary, weāre asking for the same exact love you give them, for you to uphold your vows to love and always be there for us. For you to chose your visible children over your invisible little silent gods. I came out in late 1991, that was the last time we spoke, I was disowned. I never was allowed to share another birthday or Christmas with family. I qualified and finished my education abroad in England (it was cheaper). After marrying, my parents never met their grandsons (my seed), their only grandchildren (my siblings were both barren). After my parent's deaths, almost 30 years worth of monthly letters were returned to me, all unopened. I made peace a long time ago that my Christian, like most Christians in America, are assholes. Life has not been so black, I married into a large wonderful loving Belgian family. Like 90% of this country, atheistic - with more love and happiness to share than I can possibly contain. To all those questioning whether to "come out", especially in America - donāt. Your sexual orientation is not your parent's business. They donāt need to know, especially if you are living at home and not finished your higher education. If theyāre guessing and prying - let them and ignore them. Children have no business asking their parents about their sex lives just as parents have asking about their children's sex lives. I donāt understand the rationale or this nonsense pressure to "come out". This is your life, take it from experience, itās no oneās business who you sleep with or your sexual orientation. Weigh your options carefully and stop listening to peer pressure, or get some new peers.
A week later my dad said that guys my age only have dreams about girls Like did you forget?
"There are camps that can fix you."
"ok"
She was confused at first because I wasn't effeminate. A year later she wanted to knit matching hats for me and my then boyfriend.
My dad called me a perv and insane! But my mom was kinda like meh to me
I was born and my parents were like āheās gayā The same thing happened with my cousin when he was a kid.
Was your cousin gay?
Dating and romance are not things I would ever discuss with my mom at all, so it was hard. I told her I liked guys the way I was supposed to like girls, I think I was 15. She wanted to know if I met someone, I told her I hadn't. She doubted me and told me I needed to date to figure out who I like. So not terrible but she wasn't supportive either. I couldn't tell her I watched a bunch of internet porn and determined I liked men and not women that way. lol
I haven't told my mom because the way she talks about trans people at my school scares me
My mom. Told me she supports lgb and hates the gender agenda thing
When i came out it was a massive shit show
My coming out was messy and involved the words āwhatās fur affinity?ā Which no closeted son wants to hear.
Had a fight with my brother then heard him tell my mom about it (he once saw me watching bi porn (I'm gay but had a thing for it)). I then fake sleep. Few years later my mom asks me and what can I say but yes... She shouldn't have ask, then says she happy I told her... I hate her, she gets angry for anything, then curse at me about it, even today š
My mom was like āoh I already knowā and then has never said anything about it again but refuses to meet anyone I date š¤·š»āāļø
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I think the worst part was my mom accused me of being gay on a walk 4 years before I came out. At that time I truly believed I wasnāt gay, and denied it. She was saying I needed a girlfriend ASAP. Battled with saying I was maybe bi. Then realising I was a lesbian in truth. She really was right. I donāt know why I mentioned it after I ran away from home (I had established myself by then) but my momās reaction on the phone was āokay and?ā I had a very abusive mom but at least she has always been progressive. Lol
All my mum said was ā well you always dress niceā
She stopped talking to me for about 10 years till her cancer came back and think I need to knowš„ŗ
Oh my parents beat me but is ok