1 year ago I came out to my parents. The first words after I said βIβm gayβ wereβ¦βI love you, but I love the lord more and thisβ¦is sin.β Since then Iβve asked them to research, do the work, and realize this isnβt a choice.
It hurts. I donβt have parents anymore. I only maintain any semblance of relationship with them for my kids. They get nothing from me. They havenβt earned it. Theyβve earned their way out of my life. Sadly, most religious parents of queer children do this to their kids
I would never tell my kids who they are is deserving of eternal punishment. Thatβs abusive and cruel. No wonder so many of us ex-vangicals have anxiety!
Today I have to see family for the first time since I came out. Theyβre very religious, and none of them have reached out since I came out. My nervous system is very disregulated and Iβm overwhelmed. Prayers, vibes, energyβ¦whatever you can sendβ¦Iβll take it!
A big thanks to @wheatonbrando who listened to me rant afterwards. Heβs a real true friend that has stood by my side and loved me through all of this.
Today marks the one year anniversary of coming out to my wife. Itβs been a roller coaster of a year, but itβs all been worth it to live authentically as myself. I have a long ways to go still to be my most authentic self, but I am definitely more free this side of the closet.