YOU ARE NOT A DYKE

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A/N or warning: offensive slurs and major arguments with parents also set in fourth grade sry I'm going all over the place time wise)

           It was nearing Christmas time and Ive wanted a pride flag for months so eventually I came out year what a stupid reason to come out for but I decided it was time. My mom and dad were putting up Christmas decorations I just said it I said "mom dad I'm not straight I'm pansexual" they look at me with a quizzical expression then ask "what's pansexual mean" I say "I don't care what gender you are as long as I'm attracted to you I'll date you/love you" my dad looks at me my mom smiles and thanks me for telling her but my dad says nothing he just continues putting up decorations I feel weird I then asked if I could get a pride flag my mom was like "sure" but my dad gave her a dirty look. Later that night we were sitting down with all the decorations up and we were talking about the elf on the shelf and my ceramic angel and my dad's like "oh look at that couple he got the girl" he says referring to the elf on the shelf as a boy and I say The elf on the shelf is a girl and he looks over like they're dyke then. I said "don't use that word please" but he doesn't listen he says "I will if I want to" I say "that's a slur used by many people to offend other people are you trying to offend me?" he just says don't talk back to me! The next day we are forced to go to church on Christmas Eve I said "no I don't want to go I don't believe in that I'm sorry but I'm in atheist" he says "you go if if I say so" I said "why should I go if I don't believe it and will just end up zoning out?" he says "because you're not dyke and you need to remember that!" I'm furious he really said that again I say "if you don't accept me then why not leave me to fend for myself?" He says "go ahead there's a door right there!" I feel myself shacking my eyes watering I then go upstairs and cry I don't want to be here anymore. My mom talks to me and calms me down we end going to church. I get yelled at when my dad gets really drunk later that night and end up cutting and crying myself to sleep. Just another shitty night.

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