I know I went behind your back, and I'm sorry. I know I broke your trust, and I'm sorry. But if I felt safe coming to you, talking to you, feeling like I could get the support I needed, would I seek community in places I shouldn't? You keep saying you're devastated about this, and that I'm breaking our relationship, when your scoffs and temper make me afraid? I know you wouldn't hurt me, I know you love me, and I love you too, but how can you expect me to be open and honest when all I see every day, is you talking about how trans people are mentally ill? How gay people are sinners? How furries are ***** in animal disguises? How coming out to somebody and being who you are is attention seeking? I see where you're coming from, I do. But I can't control who I love. It isn't just a label, it's me. I know, my identity is a child of God, and yes. It is, but my identity is more then just belonging to my king. It's who I am as a person. I'm growing. Ever since realizing I'm gay, I feel more confident in myself than ever. Sure, I may not be as outgoing as I was when I was little, or as innocent, but that's just a part of change. Why can't you learn to accept it? You continue to take everything away. My chat in games, my community? You're even trying to figure out how to remove my chrome access. You keep saying it's because I broke your trust. But have you ever stopped to think... Maybe this would never have happened, if I could be honest with you?
Image is Pierrot by Garula
