Keep your head up. You are filled with courageous bravery. I've always admired that. Things aren't okay right now, but they will be. Life gets better and everything is always okay in the end. If it's not okay, it's not the end. You will wake up tomorrow (or, heck, dont sleep, catch the sunrise), and feel enlightened by it. You have a lot of life ahead you. Take care, friend.
“I have no idea how he knows when I need him. We can go weeks without speaking, and then, when my blue moods threaten to turn black, he will show up and tell me my moods are:
and suddenly the blue will not seem so dark, more like the color of a noon-bright sky. He brings the sun.”—David Levithan, The Realms of Possibility (via larmoyante)
Hello everyone, I am very scared
And I am very alone. I don’t know why I’m writing this as a 19 year old young man living on his own. I don’t think anyone has pity to spare for someone like me. But the reason I came here to this city is gone. I don’t have anyone in Philadelphia now. No family. Hardly any friends. No one I can count on. And I am afraid.
I am scared. I am completely alone. And I can’t stop crying. I’m sorry for wasting your time and I hope I didn’t disappoint anyone out there. Good night.
The Hebrew word timshel — Thou mayest — that gives a choice. It might be the most important word in the world. That says the way is open. That throws it right back on a man. For if Thou mayest — it is also true that Thou mayest not… Thou mayest makes a man great, that gives him stature with the gods, for in his weakness and his filth … he has still the great choice. He can choose his course and fight it through and win.
This isn't to beat down you, either. I just feel like we're going through similar situations, just playing opposite roles. You're a good person and your boyfriend should be proud to be dating you.
Its a shitty situation to be in. Except only one member of each situation has a choice. I’m sorry you feel like it matters that much but if your parents don’t approve then fuck em. Either they can love all of you or they can deny parts of you and love the idea of what they want—deluded. You’re worth loving. And so is your boyfriend. Don’t hide him away. No one should be forced into someone else’s closet.
Disclaimer: if your safety is in question by all means do not reveal your sexuality or relations. Disapproval is different from danger. Take care.
One more thing, as hard as it is being on your side, the other side is hard, as well. Always waiting for the right time to tell them, hoping that they won't react badly. It shouldn't be that way, but relationships have to meet a parental standard and that sucks. Even if I do see him in my life years from now, it's hard to tell them because what if it does fall through? My parents are forever. And, then, what if it doesn't fall through? I spend the rest of my life with unsupportive parents?
If you’re willing to hide someone from your parents then you don’t deserve them. And that’s the honest truth. Let them go and be with someone who loves them more than they fear rejection. Everyone deserves to be with someone who loves them unconditionally regardless of what others think. That’s what being with someone is all about—being there for them and being supporting of them no matter what.
Does it hurt or does it make you upset? I ask because I've been dating a guy for three months now and I'm not okay with my parents knowing about it yet, even though I know that he wants to meet them. It makes me wonder if I'm paining him and causing some sort of suffering by doing so. P.S - it's hard telling parents when you know that they'll disapprove of who you're feeling for. That hurts because, even if unadmitted, their opinions matter
It hurts because it makes me feel like a secret. As someone who came out to their family at the age of 16 I found it very frightening but I did it so the people I loved could do it publicly and without worry or that my parents would hear it through the grapevine.
It makes me feel like I’m being shoved back into the closet I fought my way out of. It makes me feel alone.
My parents don’t approve of my lifestyle or the gender I love but at least I’ll never make someone feel like I’m not proud of them. They’ll know they’re valued. They’ll know I’m not ashamed. That I love them enough to have pushed past fear.
Jesus fucking Christ am I really still a secret from someone’s parents after I moved to be with them
Like the least you could do would be to not force me to leave before they come to your place. And to ask me to take my stuff? Really? Do you want the broke back mountain life? I don’t. I feel like you’re ashamed of me. Or worse: you don’t see me in the picture long enough to be relevant or to be the one you tell your parents about. If you’re not out to your parents that’s your business but I won’t be shoved into your closet after I escapes mine.
“If you’re feeling small today I dare you to sit up straighter, look someone who scares you directly in the eye, take up room at the dinner table, make yourself bigger, when ‘sorry’ laps at the back of your tongue, tries to pick up after you, remind yourself that your existence doesn’t demand an apology, that you are allowed to make mess and take up space, do not be afraid to expand. Every single goddamn minute. Expand, expand, expand”—Femme Fatale (via exoticwild)
my father told me once to never date anyone who talks smoothly around you from the start because if someone likes you they should be a little nervous and honestly i think that’s some of the best advice anyone has ever given me
“She and I would come to share a deep slice of each other’s lives. And whatever became of our relationship, the ups and downs of its seas, we improved as well as damaged each other with the quickness I learned partially from her.”—Michael Ondaatje, The Cat’s Table. (via coffeestainedheart)