Yesterday evening my mum and dad set me down to talk to me about something. I just recently finished my third year of college, meaning I have one year left ahead of me, and came back home for this summer. While I'm completely out at college and have never had any problems with it, no one in my family or even my hometown in general knows. However, it seems like one way or another, my parents managed to find out some stuff because they told me yesterday that they knew I was involved with guys; even though they didn't seem to know much about details. My immediate reaction is that they must have somehow spied on me and read my e-mails or chatlogs as I used both to talk to a guy I was involved with starting last semester.
Anyway, it doesn't really matter how they found out, but they went on to talk to me about how worried they are about me. The thing is, even though I'm an adult by age, I'm the youngest of three and I think this makes them act extra protective towards me and sometimes treat me like a baby. I was surprised to find out that me being gay didn't seem to be part of their concern; because, as it turns out, they don't seem to realize it. They think that somehow I turned to guys to fulfill some sort of emotional need that I have that I couldn't talk about to anyone (which is untrue, as I'm the happiest at college that I've ever been. Besides, I have known that I'm gay since I had been 14, and I had never had any problems with it. For me, it's just part of who I am.) My mother then went on to say some pretty nasty things about gay men: How she knows that they can be very friendly, and this is how they "lull you in"; they see that you have some sort of problem, and they're friendly to you, and that's how they drag you into their "scene" to convert you. This kind of homophobic talk of conversions, a gay agenda, rampant drug use and AIDS that I had never before heard anyone say personally. And how all of them sit around at home all day unproductively, wastrels and useless to society. I was really astonished to hear these things coming from her.
Part of it is probably that they have never really known gay people in real life because we live in a suburban place. But I realize that I have always been incredibly different in many ways from my family. Whereas the two of them believe these kind of things, I have always been way more liberal, I don't care what people do as long as they don't hurt other people, etc. When I went to college, I could really live the way I wanted for the first time, and I was really happy almost for the first time in my life (as cliche as it sounds). Now that my parents found out about this, they are threatening to not let me back this fall (they are paying for most of my tuition); I think I managed to convince them that this would be a really bad idea, because I have already done 3/4 of it, and the last three years would be essentially wasted; however, I did have to promise them that I would stop hanging around "these kinds of people". Now for the next three months while I'm home I have to make them believe that I'm ready to cut all ties to gay people and that I agree with them on how dangerous that scene is, how easily I can be seduced into dangerous things because I'm young and stupid and how I won't talk to them again. These are the kind of things that over the past three years I read people saying on the internet, things that make me really angry; and now I have to hear them from my own parents. I also still feel bad because I know that I'm pretending and as soon as I arrive back in the fall, I will still be hanging out with all my friends from there. While I feel bad, I also think that my parents beliefs are completely irreconcilable with what I believe, and I know I won't stop hanging out with someone who's my friend just because they happen to be gay. However, I still feel like I'm tricking my parents with this, and I don't know whether it's fair to put my own happiness above their concern, which is real, no matter how unfounded or even hurtful it might be.
I'm also concerned about my long-term prospects, because I feel like yesterday I discovered a side of my parents I didn't know existed (before this we had never really talked about the issue of gay people so I had no idea what their stance really was, even though I suspected they wouldn't be very informed) and now I feel like I really can't be happy at home; I'd have to constantly be living a lie in order to make my parents happy. And while emotionally, I know I'd be ready to live on my own after college, I don't know whether it's fiscally possible. With the current economy, it might be very hard for me to find a job after graduating next year that allows me to live on my own. I've also long had plans to go on and get a Master's Degree in a field that really interests me; but without support from my parents, this won't be possible. At the same time, the thought of lying to them like this for three more years disgusts me. I would rather be free and on my own sooner rather than later.
I don't really know what I'm asking for with this post, I'm not sure that there's much advice to be given. For the past three years, I lived in a really liberal place that really coincided with all my beliefs and have been truly happy. I guess yesterday's conversation was like a slap in the face from reality for me, reminding me that not everyone thinks like the people in my liberal collegetown.
Anyway, it doesn't really matter how they found out, but they went on to talk to me about how worried they are about me. The thing is, even though I'm an adult by age, I'm the youngest of three and I think this makes them act extra protective towards me and sometimes treat me like a baby. I was surprised to find out that me being gay didn't seem to be part of their concern; because, as it turns out, they don't seem to realize it. They think that somehow I turned to guys to fulfill some sort of emotional need that I have that I couldn't talk about to anyone (which is untrue, as I'm the happiest at college that I've ever been. Besides, I have known that I'm gay since I had been 14, and I had never had any problems with it. For me, it's just part of who I am.) My mother then went on to say some pretty nasty things about gay men: How she knows that they can be very friendly, and this is how they "lull you in"; they see that you have some sort of problem, and they're friendly to you, and that's how they drag you into their "scene" to convert you. This kind of homophobic talk of conversions, a gay agenda, rampant drug use and AIDS that I had never before heard anyone say personally. And how all of them sit around at home all day unproductively, wastrels and useless to society. I was really astonished to hear these things coming from her.
Part of it is probably that they have never really known gay people in real life because we live in a suburban place. But I realize that I have always been incredibly different in many ways from my family. Whereas the two of them believe these kind of things, I have always been way more liberal, I don't care what people do as long as they don't hurt other people, etc. When I went to college, I could really live the way I wanted for the first time, and I was really happy almost for the first time in my life (as cliche as it sounds). Now that my parents found out about this, they are threatening to not let me back this fall (they are paying for most of my tuition); I think I managed to convince them that this would be a really bad idea, because I have already done 3/4 of it, and the last three years would be essentially wasted; however, I did have to promise them that I would stop hanging around "these kinds of people". Now for the next three months while I'm home I have to make them believe that I'm ready to cut all ties to gay people and that I agree with them on how dangerous that scene is, how easily I can be seduced into dangerous things because I'm young and stupid and how I won't talk to them again. These are the kind of things that over the past three years I read people saying on the internet, things that make me really angry; and now I have to hear them from my own parents. I also still feel bad because I know that I'm pretending and as soon as I arrive back in the fall, I will still be hanging out with all my friends from there. While I feel bad, I also think that my parents beliefs are completely irreconcilable with what I believe, and I know I won't stop hanging out with someone who's my friend just because they happen to be gay. However, I still feel like I'm tricking my parents with this, and I don't know whether it's fair to put my own happiness above their concern, which is real, no matter how unfounded or even hurtful it might be.
I'm also concerned about my long-term prospects, because I feel like yesterday I discovered a side of my parents I didn't know existed (before this we had never really talked about the issue of gay people so I had no idea what their stance really was, even though I suspected they wouldn't be very informed) and now I feel like I really can't be happy at home; I'd have to constantly be living a lie in order to make my parents happy. And while emotionally, I know I'd be ready to live on my own after college, I don't know whether it's fiscally possible. With the current economy, it might be very hard for me to find a job after graduating next year that allows me to live on my own. I've also long had plans to go on and get a Master's Degree in a field that really interests me; but without support from my parents, this won't be possible. At the same time, the thought of lying to them like this for three more years disgusts me. I would rather be free and on my own sooner rather than later.
I don't really know what I'm asking for with this post, I'm not sure that there's much advice to be given. For the past three years, I lived in a really liberal place that really coincided with all my beliefs and have been truly happy. I guess yesterday's conversation was like a slap in the face from reality for me, reminding me that not everyone thinks like the people in my liberal collegetown.
















