Hey, I know I’ve been absent for months, but I have a PSA.
As some may know, I came out to my father as trans a while ago. He accepts me and is very considerate of my feelings. Today, I got hurt pretty badly and he sat in front of me as I was healing and cared for me. Saliva and other bodily fluids spewed from my face, not to be too vulgar, though he just stood there and showed me the love I didn’t want to admit I needed. Later, he came upstairs to my room and taught me some self defense moves to keep such a thing from happening again. I decided I should tell him bisexual. Now’s as good a time as any other, yeah? He supports me entirely. He told me he doesn’t care, as long as I’m happy. Not that I expected him to suddenly tell me I’m not his son or that I should get out, but that still resonated with me.
The smallest bit of acceptance can make a big difference. I’m going through some things at the moment, but I know that he’s here for me. He’s the man to trust. A supportive parent goes a long way. I hope everyone reading, or not reading, has a wonderful day or night. I love you all and your health and feelings are significant. Stay safe, everyone.