It's been 9 months now and I still have this fiery, hateful feeling whenever I.talk to them. I don't trust my Mum as far as I could throw her (which isn't that far, come to think of it), and I despise my Dad and I honestly can't say I'd care if he died tomorrow. He's made me feel like shit over these past 3 years, starting with the emotional abuse. My sister says he's put the "gay" thing behind him, but pretending that something doesn't or isn't happening doesn't make it any less true. Sometimes I feel like I'm being selfish and bitter, but I remember the endless tears I cried and me nearly committing suicide, and I just despise the sight of them. I don't know if I should give them another chance or not, even though my Mum caused it but is very ignorant on the topic of sexuality, and my Dad is a Nigerian stuck in his ways and said he'd kill me if I ever said I'm gay again.
