Exactly why I never came out to my parents. I think they knew, since my stepfather would semi regularly tell me that if I came out as gay he would kick me out of the house.
Jokes on him, he's dead now and I'm still bisexual.
Exactly why I never came out to my parents. I think they knew, since my stepfather would semi regularly tell me that if I came out as gay he would kick me out of the house.
Jokes on him, he's dead now and I'm still bisexual.
He didn’t say he’d kick you out for coming out as Bi though. Legal loophole.
I was given a very specific (but non-inclusive) list of people I was not allowed to bring home. That included any and all women, naturally, but also included any and all men of any colour darker than germanic-european-white, and indeed any men of a religion other than young-earth-creationists.
Breaking any of these rules while still living in the house would have meant my expulsion from the house. I'd like to say my mom wouldn't have allowed him to kick me out but I really don't know.
I wish I were gayer so I could use the "time flies" line.
Just drop that line as your catchphrase before tapdancing out of the room. It'd be incredible. :)
See, this is actually one of the rare times when violence is the answer.
One good kick to the nuts, and a "you ever fuck with me again, you'll sing soprano", and it's going to back the guy down. It doesn't have to even be super aggro, just casually roll up and do it, then say it calmly, and walk away.