sometimes i get home from an event with my family and i just have to sit in my car for a second & read that one sarah schulman quote on familial homophobia
taps the sign.
Oh yeah, as someone who hasn't come out to their parents but whose country is generally pretty homophobic... I've come to accept it. I've come to silence myself. I've resigned myself to staring at my shoes. Those are people I like and they want me and people dead. I've recently met people who are not like that : Who are apologetically themselves, who defy homophobia, and they are not rejected socially as much as you'd think. I guess that gives me hope.














