So, my parents know about my sexuality; I told them about a year ago. The problem is they're Christian and completely reject that part of me. We haven't really talked about it since I came out to them, but it's still hanging around the air. There's always those quiet, awkward moments after someone says something when everyone knows everything's thinking about me being gay. It hurts me to know that my family doesn't accept me, and they don't even try to learn what it's all about. All they know is the bible says it's wrong, end of story.

I'm sure there are other posts like this, but whatever. So... The question is, do your parents know? If so, how did you bring it up? What were their reactions? If not, are you going to tell them? How? When? And which parent would be (or is) more accepting?

Came out to my mom via email today. Half relieved and half freaked out of mind. And she wants to talk about it face to face which I don't think I can do, but she's probably going to try and corner me at home...

OMFG?!?!?! I'm turning eighteen in less than a month (yays!), but that isn't the point. My parent's are divorced and have split custody of me, my older brother and my younger sister. Now, legally when I turn eighteen I don't have to follow their parenting plan. Meaning I don't have to go back and forth every Sunday and live with one parent for one week and then the other for the other week. Confusing for outsiders I'm sure. But it works for us.

Hello everyone, I'm just updating a little, because I've been offline for soo long.

Yeah, I was grounded from my computer for forever, which is why I've been off, and when I actually could get on, I spent all my time reading everyone's posts instead of contributing... ^^;;;

OK, gonna try to make this make sense, without making it insanely long. So...well I've been up in the mountains for the first half of the weekend with K, at her family's timeshare house in Keystone. So that was freakin' awesome.

Then I get home today and kinda settle in for a bit.

Then my mom's like "Hey Emily can I talk to you?" So we go up to my room and she sits on my bed and I kinda stand and look at her like "OK what?" and she goes "You can sit down" and I'm thinking like "Holy shit what terrible news are you about to share??"

This might be a little complicated. Just an F.Y.I.

Ok so my friend Joey and his one friend Emma are going to a GSA meeting at Emma's school. I really want to go it, but my parents don't know I'm bi yet and they wouldn't let me go anywhere without knowing the full story. Should I lye and tell them I'm goin somewhere else and then go to the meeting, or come out to my parents and see if they let me go to the meeting, or just skip the meeting which I really don't wanna do.

Okay I just sat up all night writing my response to chey's "confused..." post. I think I did a pretty goood job of it, though I did get a bit long-winded. It's the drawback of being both a writer AND a history nut, I think.

Now I have to get my ass to sleep, cuz my eyes are about to melt.

Nitey nite all. Hugs.

My mother is a bitch I have decided. And I often feel she doesn't really 'get' me. Being 16 and all I suppose this is natural. It's not that she doesn't care and stuff and we do have some things in common. I don't think she has realized this but one reason I think there's now more space between us is my brother, in a somewhat indirect way. You see my brother is a few years older than me.

So I come back from vacation with mes parents to Austria and Italy (with a side trip to Slovenia), and one of the first things I discover upon returning to the internet is that my myspace has been hacked and at least one of my photos uploaded to some sketchy site which I can't access with a European IP address, so I don't even know the extent of the damage.

Okay so it's been awhile since i have written here; and i sense it will be long. I ah I don't know how to say this. I have used R. as a crutch not believing someone will fall for me because of the chair blah blah blah obviously stupid I know. Let that prelude the rest of this post.

Wow, I just read "Advice from Toblerone" in the Coming out section, and it made me cry; the part about his parents saying that it's not something that can be changed, and they'll all just have to live with it, that they're sorry they couldn't help the confusion more when he was younger, that they love him just as much if not more...

Alright, rant time.

By the way... thank you guys so much for the comments! Makes it all so much better :)

By the way #2 - I'm listening to depressing Russian music, so thoughts might be a bit jumbled.

I'm not really sure what just happened. My parents seemed to take it okay, but I'm still not sure if they believe me. My mom says I don't have to feel like I need to decide. And I'm not sure they realize that I just...KNOW. My dad didn't say anything. I don't really know what they think. It's so confusing!

Well my close friends were the first to find out.. Then I went on and broke the silence with my Mom..

So for those of you who aren't out to your parents yet (like me)

How do you deal with dreaded question: So any boyfriends (girlfriends) yet??

Sure the obvious answer is to come out but for various reasons ie. don't want to deal with the drama it will cause, want the parents to pay for my college
i can't so that

I have a friend whose mother treats him like crap. He tries so hard in school, and has never gotten a grade bellow A-. Even so, the mother grounds him for trivial things like talking on the phone too long, or staying up past 9. It's not just her being incredibly strict.

I don't know if it was our shared fear of flying to New York tomorrow, or the effect of the depressingly rare bout of sunshine we got this afternoon, but me and my sister, Gemma, had an intelligent conversation. It was rather insightful, so far as it affirmed my belief that I'm right about a lot of things because other people are, quite simply, ignorant.

My mom and dad want me to shave my legs. They've made it clear that it's not a choice whether to do so or not, at least not with them. I tried to pay my mom back for the razor she bought me, and she told me she didn't want my money. She told me that my not shaving my legs affects her as a parent, because people walk up to her and say, "Look, I noticed utter_insanity doesn't shave her legs.

Well, my mom had another huge talk with me last night. She told me that shaving is just "good grooming," and that it's just like taking a bath, using deodorant, or brushing your teeth. The heck? She said that "dirt can get caught in your hair," so I said, "Fine. I'll shave my head, then, so that no dirt gets caught in the hair there!" Of course, she rolled her eyes and ignored that.