I am so sick of living with my parents. i can’t wait until i have enough money saved up to move into my own place.
My mom and i went to a store today and the store had the multi-colored roses. I said I wanted one and she replied “be careful those are the gay colors.”
And first off, not quite. And second off, so what if they are!? Maybe I want them because they are. I am not the cishet daughter that you thought that you raised.
Hearing at least one homophobic or transphobic comment a week is grinding me down and I swear I am going to snap soon. Staying in the closet is so hard in the situation because I can’t speak up otherwise they will be interrogating me about it.