#It's so HARD to make them see the double standards they've assimilated as truth

[loquemevengaalamente]

My friends often ask me why I just don't come out to my parents, even reaching a point of almost condemning me for not doing so, as if my literal life wouldn't depend on their opinion on the matter.

Yeah, they probably wouldn't kill me or throw me out, but they'd be total assholes about it, stuff like: "it's not real" , "you're being manipulated" , "it's not natural" or "listen to the pastor he'll help you see the way of god".

As if stuff like this wouldn't end up hurting me too.

My mom tells me all the time this about everyone in the queer community, just referring to us as the other Side. It's just hard to have a debate about whether or not we have a place in the world. Like, do you even listen to what you're saying??

Your literal god asked you to love everyone, to respect them, but you keep condemning us as if we were some kind of error, as if we shouldn't be allowed to live. She tells me that somehow we only just appeared, a product of the modern times when she doesn't do at least some research about our history and WHY the people of her religion (and many others) made sure to erase us from being remembered.

Cause we've always been here and will always be here.

So yeah, i won't tell them something that is so precious to me. Maybe it's because it's easier or safer. But as long as they don't deing to respect other people who just happen to love differently, I won't let them see the real me who keeps loving them even if in their eyes I'd be a monster who deserves to go to hell.

What pains me really, is that I won't be able to share my happiness with them.