I came out to my mum when I was 23, I had just taken her to see a lesbian love story at the Melbourne Queer Film Festival, she was so naive in a way she had no idea it was a queer event. Anyway while we were on the topic of discussing the film she asked me why I didn't have a boyfriend and demanding to know my type and I showed her a picture of Chloe Sevigny (which was the background on my phone) and immediately hid under the covers of my bed. She wasn't pleased, very shocked and started crying but I was full of relief because I felt free from hiding myself to her.
The only other time I've had to hide this part of myself if when I went to a few family functions with my ex and she asked me to pretend to be her friend instead of her girlfriend. I didn't realize it at the time but doing that brought back so many feelings of shame and guilt that lasted with me for a while.
After failing to turn me straight my parents opted to stop talking to me because they couldn't cope. I was cut off from the family and felt terribly alone. Went down a dark path but eventually managed to find my way here. As a thank you to myself and a fuck you to my parents I got a tattoo of Chloe on my leg and vowed to not carry the burden of their disappointment any longer.
That's definitely not the end of the story but it's the end of a chapter. Don't let anyone stop you from being yourself, you'll only resent them later.
Yesterday was @chloessevigny's birthday but I was hiking and had no battery on my phone. So happy belated birthday Chloe! You literally helped me become my true self 🌈
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