I went to my parents house for the weekend. I took my dad out for breakfast Sunday morning, just the two of us. Apparently, he thought this was weird. Later, my mom told me that he asked her why I wanted to go just the two of us. I guess he thought I was going to tell him I was gay.
That one hurt.
I don't have anything against being gay, don't get me wrong. But, I know there's people out there who know how I feel right now. Then, I went to lunch with my grandparents today. My grandfather asked if I had a boyfriend. I said "No." He said, "Not yet?" I immediately changed the subject.
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Been there.
I wonder if I can get away with telling people that I'm asexual or something.
And why do people feel compelled to ask if you're with anybody, anyways? I always feel like saying, "Do you see anybody with me? No? Then quit asking!"
I've tried that, people tell me I'm crazy, there's no such thing.
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