Being gay with ultrareligious parents sucks. 0/10 would not recommend.

And it hurts, too, when allies (trying to help) call them bigots and all sorts of other names, because… I actually do love them.  That’s why their rejection hurts so much.  Because I care about them and I know they care about me.

This situation hurts them too.  It’s easier for me to just hate their religion than it is for me to hate them.  Because they really, sincerely believe they are doing what their God thinks is right.  And the break in our relationship, it’s killing them as much as it’s killing me.

My Dad has lost so much weight in the last year.  Hugging him is like hugging a skeleton.

Anyway.  Mother’s Day was kinda a disaster.

I’ve been crying for a day now and I don’t know how to make the tears go away.