I was disowned by my folks for being gay (they are super duper religious) and I have no regrets. Life was hard for a while (lived in homeless shelters/on the street, was hungry a lot) but I pulled through, went to school on scholarship, and now live a pretty rad life.
Have not spoken to my folks in years. Sometimes dream about them, but other than that I do not look back on it and go "gee, I wish I had not been outed because I miss them". My life is awesome now, and would be less so with them involved.
I hope they have regrets.
Have not spoken to my folks in years. Sometimes dream about them, but other than that I do not look back on it and go "gee, I wish I had not been outed because I miss them". My life is awesome now, and would be less so with them involved.
I hope they have regrets.
