Im a now former closeted lesbian from a very rural and very conservative area. I’ve had the same girlfriend for 3 years and my mom just found out we’re not just really really good friends. I knew this day was coming but it does suck.
My parents have always been extremely homophobic. So when I was younger and discovered I like girls It was quite intense. I went through the laundry list of issues, from depression, I got really into using drugs, I attempted suicide. This sounds cliche but until I met my girlfriend I definitely imagined dying relatively young, and was looking forward to it. She’s my whole entire world, it doesn’t sound healthy but were like 2 of the 9 people we know who are LGBT so it makes sense. Anyways, my mom and dad kicked me out, told me not too come back. I am now with my girlfriend, whose parents are actually two of the only accepting people I know and im weirdly happy.
For so long I dreaded my parents finding out but now I just feel happy. Im happy to be away from them, they made my life a living hell, they raised me to hate myself, and even if this was unintentional I find it unforgivable. I have no intention to ever see them again, they wont help me in any way, and I can assure you are currently looking for ways to have me institutionalized. Im finally free.
I’m really glad this worked out for you!!
Are you looking for advice on anything?
As a father of a girl your age, who is also lesbian, it breaks my heart that your parents can be so cruel (and so oblivious to love). Recently my daughter opened her heart to a friend of hers but got rejected (gently, I must add). I only hope she finds true love, a great, kind, funny and loving partner, and I also aim to be the best FIL I can be.
I’m glad you are in love and that your love is a two-way thing. And also that you found a loving home.
One last thing: do you need any advice or are you just venting and sharing?
Last but not least: my best wishes for you. May your paths be full of love, laughs, interesting stuff, and whatever else makes you happy.