Venting Forum

I can't come out to my parents. I told my mom a few years ago when I was twelve and she said it was a "phase" and "self-mutilation" to be who I was. And now I'm terrified to ever speak about being bisexual/pansexual or genderfluid to her ever again...
I don't even know what to do. My teachers and friends and even STRANGERS accept me better than she does her own child!
It's not like I'm asking her to help me bury a body! I'm asking her to let me be me and just accept that! It's not that hard! I don't understand...
How does one exactly come out to parents who won't listen?

 

That must suck. It was like that for me as well. I tried to come out as gay when I was fourteen, but everyone told me it was a phase. I still have anxiety because of that. Does your school have a GSA?

 

Got a random anon bitching at me over a post I reblogged about different kinds of whiskey (said anon also bitched about it being spelt "whisky", but there's honestly no difference from what I found with a bit of light research). And dickweed, I actually enjoy Jack Daniels (or "horse urine" as you've elegantly called it). Sorry if that's a problem for you.

I have no idea why the hell they even messaged me (let alone as anon) when they could have just reblogged their post to put their own two cents out there. But y'know, this is tumblr and gray face automatically makes you right.

 

I have my accounting test tomorrow.....uhhhg.

 

For clarification, I do not have thyroid issues; blood tests consistently show me as normal.

 

Ah, okay.

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That moment when Christians passively defend their bigotry. That pizza place that has an open discrimination policy has a FB so I left a comment asking why they won't service gay people, but have no problem going against the dietary laws of the Bible (mixing meat and cheese).

Someone told me that those laws no longer apply because they're from the Old Testament. In response, I said then why do Christians use Leviticus to damn gay people. This person came back at me with verses from the New Testament, as if it made things any better. So you're openly going to tell me that you support the bigotry of a 2000 year old book, when your own messiah never said a damn word about it.

I fucking hate religious people, I really and truly do. I might be an asshole and ask this person if they're okay with killing people who work on the Sabbath and forcing rape survivors to marry their rapists. Because, you know, it's the damn Bible and it's law or whatever because primitive men who wrote it said so.

 

I always thought the difference was because of where it was from, Scotland is Whisky and Ireland is Whiskey. Not an important difference really, it's the same beverage.

 

Sexual orientation confusion and low self-esteem (regarding my internal and external characteristics) are coming back to haunt me.

 

Preach it brother it's been one of those weeks for me also! :/

 

Stuck in a dumb cycle where I get depressed, then I feel ashamed for being depressed, which just makes me more depressed, etc.

Never thought I'd say this, but I'm actually looking forward to being back in school, at least it keeps me occupied.

 

My niece, who's an active alcoholic and codependent, moved out today. I'm so relieved. Me and the relative I'm staying with are... Last night was a long night. My niece came home drunk; she was so wasted that she passed out by the side of the house (near the kitchen door) or someone left her there. Probably the latter. My poor, elderly relative was trying to wake her and get her to bed; she wouldn't budge. I looked on... My niece and I weren't on speaking terms. I knew that if I tried to help and she awakened, she might become belligerent. So, I looked on as my relative yelled her name and yanked at her arm for an hour... I tried helping my niece for four years only to have her gossip about me repeatedly. I gave up when I realized how much of an alcoholic she was... and how much she played the victim (was dishonest with herself and others).

She's moving in with my brother in Colorado today. Hopefully, she'll find a sense of ease and comfort there. I know I already feel... less burdened and distressed, thankfully.

 

Yeah, so I went to my first drag show! It was exciting and the performances were amazing. My friend, though, wanted us to sit in the front row. I asked if they did anything with the audience and they said they usually don't. I'm really damn shy when it comes to this stuff like being in a performance. So I was handing out monies (charity drag) but I made eye contact with one of the performers, then I got pulled out of my seat and I couldn't tell if it was an act or a dance because they were lip-sync pretending to yell at me and making hand motions that were maybe dance-like. Anywho I stood there pretending to have a lip sync argument with them as part of an act but it was really really awkward and I don't know what I was supposed to be doing. Lol. Loved the show but yeah. Anywho, I know this is chickenshit but still it was potentially very embarrassing.

 

I just went to look for this guy I used to watch on Youtube again (I think he really closed his account and that's why I can't find him now) and thanks to Google, I found out that Dirt (that psycho TERF who outs transmen online) put a link to his channel. I hope that's not why he closed his account because he was one of my favorites to watch.

 

I still have to study art and finish studing history, yet I'm still on the internet. It's 9:47 pm and I'll go to bed at 2 am just because I'm the dummest human being on earth. Gosh!

 

I have to go to school tomorrow! S*************************************************************************************************************************************!

 

People in their 60's have no clue how hard is to get a job in today's marketplace!!! I ain't even gonna hear it.

 

Sighs loudly at my (transwoman) roommate who STILL can't get my pronouns correct, even though we've been living within 5 feet of eachother for the past 7 months. Lately she's taken to introducing me to people using the wrong pronouns and has gotten her new boyfriend to call me a girl. It's really infuriating, especially since she knows I hate it.

 

It's funny how everyone seems to think you're not pushing yourself to the maximum already, that you're not trying hard to just be able to do what they're asking you to do.

 

Again: Fuck. Group. Assignments.

 

Having...'gender(ed) bits' can be such a nuisance sometimes....-.-

Moments like this make me wanna float out of my body and away from it all...