I actually need to make it clear that the poem I posted about being exiled from the family for being queer is more than a little dramatic, lol
My immediate nuclear family has always supported me. My father’s actually faced judgment from family members — my extended relatives — and stuck to his guns defending me, saying I’m his son and he loves me.
My mother’s silly sometimes, but no matter what miscalculated thing she blurts, she has my back no matter fucking what.
My siblings and my future sister-in-law support me unconditionally.
I really do have all the love I need lol
THE CLOSET MYSTIC 