It took me a long time and a shit ton of bullying for me to figure out who I am. I am bisexual, genderfluid, and proud of it. I'm lucky enough to have a mom that supports me (even though she has pushed me toward men that I don't like). However, I am fully aware that not everyone can come out and be themselves. One of those people is my girlfriend.
I don't really speak to her family, I'm kind of awkward and shy about that whole thing. But I hear enough about her dad that I know I never want to be home when he is.
When she was young and questioning she mentioned to her dad and uncle that she likes girls. They stopped the car somewhere and turned around to hammer in the idea in her head that being gay is wrong and a sin. She spent a lot of time suffering and hating herself because of that.
When we started dating, sometimes she would come home and he would say that she smelled "like sin", even if all we did that day was sit around. He also told her that if she ever adopted a kid, he wouldn't accept it as his own grandkid. He also keeps trying to convince her to break up with me, even going so far to say that she's being a burden on me.
The last straw was on Sunday I brought her home, he asked if I was still around because he wanted to talk about LGBT stuff. I was thinking, okay, I'm always down to teach someone to chill. But after a little prying my girlfriend found out he wanted to "fix" both of us, and that we're spending too much time together.
I'm pretty solid about my identity. The only thing wrong about being LGBT is the people who think they have any say about it. But I can't help but be constantly pissed about this.
Look at you strawberry blonde!
Tumbleweed
