"are you gay" moments

*deep inhale*


you know what I'm taking about.


the first time this question was brought to me was by myself, before I figured out bisexual ness. obviously y'all know what happened. I figured that crap out.


I'm sure that people on the streets have whispered it to one another since I dress "like a lesbian" on some days.


The time that REALLY came through to me was in sixth grade. There was a rumor going around in sixth grade about me. I figured it out through a conversation I overheard.


"Hey, I got a joke for you."


"What is it?"


"Is u gay?"


"No."


"Does u mom know u gay?"


"No."


"So you gay."


*laughter*


"Tell that one to Angel (me)."


"No."


"Why not?"


"Because she'sโ€” I'll tell you later."


"Whaโ€” OHHH I get it."


This was around the time I was still trying repress my sexuality, so I was all like "pSShh wHaT?!? nO m8 I aIN't gAYYYyy" I got really mad about it when it was brought up again, but y'all know what happened.


My mom and I were talking in the car once and she told me she's have a stroke if I was a lesbian. Of course, she asked, and I said no. Because I'm not, technically speaking.


My dad got drunk off his ass one night and we were all joking around. He said something slightly homophobic, and I said:


"I am offensive and I found that very gay."


Jokingly, of course.


And the he asked.


"Are you gay?"


He told me that if I was, he'd support me. But because of the conversation we had just been having, it didn't seem appropriate to come out at that time.


A few weeks later, my friend Emma (from thy rumors) came out to her parents as lesbian.


I know, I said she was bi, and she told me she was bi, so I'm just going off what she said.


I screeched when I read her text and told my mom because I was just SO GOSHDARN PROUD OF HER


My mom, however, didn't scream in pride. She simply had a frown on her face and talked about how some teens who say they're gay aren't really gay and all that jazz. I rolled my eyes and walked out.


"Don't walk out on me." She said.


She continued talking about how it might just be a phase or something.


I then asked my mom, "You know how the LGBTQ+ community is ridiculed and hated for so many reasons. Why would someone say that they're part of a community that gets so much hate if they really aren't?"


My mom continued to blab her way through it, and I knew that no matter what I said, she simply wouldn't give a damn.


And the she made a slightly insensitive comment.


"Last year for school, I checked male for your brother and female for you. Do I need to change that?"


I'm aware that she was entirely joking.


However, my mom being someone raised in a family that doesn't give to flying shits about the LGBTQ+ community, doesn't know anything about it but hates anyways, has some... strange beliefs about it.


For example, people on my mom's side of the family don't differentiate gender identity from sexuality. They think that lesbians aren't really females, or gays aren't really males.


You're probably swearing to yourself silently and so am I.


But anyways, then came the question:


"Do you have any questions or curiosities about your sexuality?"


She asked that jokingly.


And I replied, entirely seriously:


"That's for me to know and you to find out."


She asked again, and I replied, 100% seriously:


"If you're just going to call it a phase, I see no reason to tell you."


And so that's the chapter. Have a great day!

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