She did her best to make sure I wouldn't be gay

I think only types of clothes applied to me. My mother's has/is always wanting me to wear skirts and dresses type of thing. I actually don't mind that - when I was younger I did because it was typically the type of dresses/skirts I didn't like too much. But now my sister and I wear dresses/skirts all the time.

When I was growing up, I loved playing video games. My first 10 years of my life, I have memories of both my parents playing video games.

Both my sister and mother have really short hair (boy cuts, buzz cuts sometimes). I'm the opposite and have quite long hair... they're always wanting me to cut my hair to a much shorter length.

My mom doesn't care much about my room decor, as long as there's nothing explicit on the walls (I have younger siblings/nephews).

We have a lot of earrings around. But, my mother, sister, and I never wear them.

Pink? My dad is color blind, so he often has a hard time distinguishing colors. I don't really like pink too much. My parents did buy each of us (siblings) teddy bears the other day, and 2 of them were pink (yes, I know. I'm 22.. but I do like stuffed animals and often use them as decor in my room). My mother did mention of the pink ones were for my sister and I - in which we both responded by laughing and chose a different color.

I'm glad I haven't experienced any of that on an extreme/annoying level. My father likes things like gardening, cooking (especially sweets), mechanics, building, video games, flower arrangements, poetry, etc. My mother likes foreign culture, gardening, building, knitting, animals - she doesn't wear make up, fancy clothes, or jewelry even though she has it.

While I'm pretty sure both my parents are homophobic, I don't think they'd purposefully restrict certain interests because of stereotypes. i.e. My parents wouldn't think it strange if my brothers became interested in cooking, gardening. or if my sister and I became interested in sports. Clothing types would probably be a different matter though