I came out to my mother about 4 years ago. Long story short, she didn't believe me. Or almost didn't. The whole coming out thing was spontaneous and awkward followed by a three-day period of screaming and arguing. The standard formula of "It's disgusting, it's a choice, it's propaganda, it's a disease". Then we just stopped talking about it. Since then I've occasionally thrown in an update of "Hey' I'm still gay", but she pretends to have a goldfish memory span and goes like "Oh, really? No, you are not". When she sees me browsing LGBT+ sites, it's obviously "the process of self-programming". I'm especially freaked out by the what-will-your-husband-be-like talk. WITH A VAGINA DAMN IT. The same identity erasure happened when I came out as childfree. She is the only one in my immediate family who knows about my orientation. I guess it's her way of coping, but it's making me feel invisible and non-existent like a unicorn. She is impossible to change. I'm past mommy issues, just needed to get it off my chest. I'm guessing many LGBT+ members felt erased and "invalidated" after coming out. P. S. sorry for the typo in the thread. It's "groundhog"
