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I Don’t Know Where to Go From Here (#370: April 7, 2014)

(Source: write2014, via ladycube)

I’m ashamed of myself because I know I should be better and I have no idea how to get there.
littlelifestories asked: How did you come out to your parents?


Answer:

lezbhonest:

i never formally came out to my parents. partly because i didn’t feel as though it was necessary to announce, partly because my mother had repeatedly told me as a child “if you’re a lesbian, that’s okay.” she would say that to me when i was in ELEMENTARY SCHOOL and i’d look at her like “okay crazy. i don’t even know what that means.”

flash forward. my best friend comes out as bisexual and i realize my feelings for her are more than friendship. and finally understand why i had NEVER been interested in boys. so i got myself a cute little girlfriend and invited her over to watch football (which is like, completely transparent because i hate sports). when she left, my mom asked if she was my girlfriend. that was pretty much it. her reaction was “love is love, regardless of gender.”

when i was visiting my father in california, he bought me a tegan & sara CD and a book called “so you want to be a lesbian.” then he asked if i liked boys even a little. i said no. he responded with “i’ve always liked girls better, too.”

i had it pretty easy. my parents are extremely supportive to this day, consider my girlfriend part of the family, and brag to their friends about my work in the LGBTQ community. i am blessed to have such understanding and loving parents.