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Anti-gay upbringing

Genumix

Active Member
When my mom freaked out about two men on Grey's Anatomy kissing, I knew I was fucked. I would always try to tell her how bigoted she was and change her attitude. She would always say it's a less fulfilling lifestyle and she didn't want me to be anything but straight because she wanted me to be happy.

Then we got into a fight about how she was constantly making my life harder, and in a rage I asked bitterly "why do you think I've never told you I was bi?"
*shitstorm*
She goes to bed crying, I try to comfort her, she moans about how I'll never find happiness and she's so sad for how my life will be harder and less fulfilling. Made me wanna shank her, but I kept my composure and reassured her that I'd be happy if I found a guy.

In a year or so comes college orientation. I come home with a rainbow "pride" button, since by now I'm pretty sure I'm gay. She drives me home, so she sees it in five minutes despite my attempts to curl up comfortably in shotgun.
*shitstorm*
She tries to convince me that being straight is the best lifestyle, that my brother will be beat up in school for my decision to be openly gay, that I'll be beat up, that anal sex is disgusting and unsanitary, and she bemoans my terrible condition and tries to fight against it for me. I loathe her so much.
 

Kranda

I'm going in for the kill.
When my mom freaked out about two men on Grey's Anatomy kissing, I knew I was fucked. I would always try to tell her how bigoted she was and change her attitude. She would always say it's a less fulfilling lifestyle and she didn't want me to be anything but straight because she wanted me to be happy.

Then we got into a fight about how she was constantly making my life harder, and in a rage I asked bitterly "why do you think I've never told you I was bi?"
*shitstorm*
She goes to bed crying, I try to comfort her, she moans about how I'll never find happiness and she's so sad for how my life will be harder and less fulfilling. Made me wanna shank her, but I kept my composure and reassured her that I'd be happy if I found a guy.

In a year or so comes college orientation. I come home with a rainbow "pride" button, since by now I'm pretty sure I'm gay. She drives me home, so she sees it in five minutes despite my attempts to curl up comfortably in shotgun.
*shitstorm*
She tries to convince me that being straight is the best lifestyle, that my brother will be beat up in school for my decision to be openly gay, that I'll be beat up, that anal sex is disgusting and unsanitary, and she bemoans my terrible condition and tries to fight against it for me. I loathe her so much.

Wow and here I was thinking college was going to be a better place to be yourself. All I can say is don't loathe her. My dad and his mom never got along and now after a small family fight, they don't even talk anymore. As long as she is not denouncing you as her son, she must still love you very much. She just doesn't want to accept who you are and it is up to you to fix that.
 
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Genumix

Active Member
Wow and here I was thinking college was going to be a better place to be yourself. All I can say is don't loathe her. My dad and his mom never got along and now after a small family fight, they don't even talk anymore. As long as she is not denouncing you as her son, she must still love you very much. She just doesn't want to accept who you are and it is up to you to fix that.
I've tried that for years. It's more taxing than anything else I've ever experienced. She calls her quintuple-concussion lunacy love, wherein it's her being a fucking idiot. Literally, nobody has ever been as insistently cruel and inconsiderate to me as she has.

College will be a better place. Nobody at college was a douchebag about my fucking button. My little fucking button was fine at college. ​*grumble*
 

Kranda

I'm going in for the kill.
I've tried that for years. It's more taxing than anything else I've ever experienced. She calls her quintuple-concussion lunacy love, wherein it's her being a fucking idiot. Literally, nobody has ever been as insistently cruel and inconsiderate to me as she has.

College will be a better place. Nobody at college was a douchebag about my fucking button. My little fucking button was fine at college. ​*grumble*

Hmm, then I don't know what to do. I hope one day she can just accept you for who you are. I really need to get a button, but I would have to wear it like inside of a sleeve or something, oh well.
 

Aleu

Deuces
Me: Hi, my name is Luke, and I'm a bisexual.
All: Hi, Luke.

You have NO idea how hilarious and weird this is to me on more than one level.

Anyway, my parents and I never really discussed about gays. They were certain I was straight because I was very...open with my preference in men.

Over time, I learned that they didn't care one way or the other.
 

Blutide

" Never Give Up "
Did anyone have parents that were very anti-gay in the way that they raised you, who are gay/bi now?
It's just a random thought that I had. I want to know if anyone has been effected by something like that.

I don't know. In my case, it's kind of always there in the back of my head, nagging at me now and again. Shit, I didn't even consider being bi until about a year ago (even though so many people assumed I was gay for no reason).

Just interested to hear from others on the subject. Thanks.

Yes short answer.
 

Bliss

Member
She pulled that same thing. "How can you know you're bi if you haven't had sex with a guy?" I wanted to say "How do "normal" guys know they're straight if they haven't had sex with a woman?" :V
Why didn't you?

I've tried that for years. It's more taxing than anything else I've ever experienced. She calls her quintuple-concussion lunacy love, wherein it's her being a fucking idiot. Literally, nobody has ever been as insistently cruel and inconsiderate to me as she has.
You should tell her right that. She can pretend only as long as you allow her to.
 

Spatel

Well-Known Member
I really have nothing to complain about compared to some people here. My dad's 100% supportive and awesome, my mom has some hangups but is very civilized and respectful about it.
 

San-Ryuuk

Just another smiling face
You have NO idea how hilarious and weird this is to me on more than one level.

That means I'm doing my job! :D

Also, thought I'd add to the thread some of the funny anti-gay stuff that my baptist father and step-mom have said. RECENTLY
Just the other day, my dad was talking about how my brother has low self esteem, and stuff, then goes to add. "You know that's why people become gay. They want to feel like they are special and different, so they go gay." Followed by : "I don't think any of my children are going to end up that way, though."
My step-mom has also said: "Why do they make boys live with other boys in college? Can't that make them gay? They should make them live with girls!"
Both of these statements were simultaneously hilarious and disheartening.
 

Stawks

Member
A friend of mine had a really just unbelievably homophobic mother, who now lives in the Yukon with her lesbian lover and their sperm-donor baby. Guy turned out to be a 'mo hating prick, for what it's worth.

Pretty sure I could tell my parents I was sexually attracted to bee hives and they'd still support me, but I get really nervous whenever I have to tell someone I'm gay so I usually pussy out and say I'm bi or just kinda slide the issue away and pretend we're talking about sports, so anyway they don't know.
 

San-Ryuuk

Just another smiling face
and pretend we're talking about sports, so anyway they don't know.

Oh, sports, the ultimate straight guy camouflage. xD
 
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Don

Guest
My parents, or my dad more noticeably, are a weird exception. They were totally fine with gays when they were in the Soviet Union because they had a few gay friends. It was only when they came to Canada and saw the pride parades and obnoxious gay lobby groups that they started disliking them.
 

Genumix

Active Member
My parents, or my dad more noticeably, are a weird exception. They were totally fine with gays when they were in the Soviet Union because they had a few gay friends. It was only when they came to Canada and saw the pride parades and obnoxious gay lobby groups that they started disliking them.
2 has a rant for that.

(fak, how do you insert a video)
 
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Traven V

Luna-tic.
My parents were very anti-gay. No matter what information I would infer she would always be so blind with religion. It was difficult, because I've always had a strong logical mind. Anyways they where untill my Father died then she started to come around. And I agree with Andy one of the hardest parts of the process is that deprogramming from it all. It will probably take time, but if there's one thing that's constant in life, that is change. For the good or bad it always will.
 

pheonix

back'n up back'n up
I know my parents are anti-gay but they didn't raise me to hate them. My dad says faggot this and faggot that but I got used to it. If he found out I know he'd disown me so I'm stuck with beer steak and farts around him and my family.
 

Bliss

Member
Phuck the Third World! There should be a godparent programme for the children of anti-gay parents! 3;<
 

Genumix

Active Member
Phuck the Third World! There should be a godparent programme for the children of anti-gay parents! 3;<
That would legitimately been the best thing that could have happened to my childhood.

I was pretty much adopted into the family of my girlfriend, and they were all extremely supportive of anybody with alternative lifestyles. If I hadn't been going out with their daughter, I probably would have told them I was mostly gay. Yet the fact that I came out as gay to my ex-girlfriend eliminated that support system, because now she's upset and mopey that she "turned" me gay and won't talk to me. And I'm not over there anymore. Ironic little twist.
 

Bliss

Member
I was pretty much adopted into the family of my girlfriend, and they were all extremely supportive of anybody with alternative lifestyles. If I hadn't been going out with their daughter, I probably would have told them I was mostly gay. Yet the fact that I came out as gay to my ex-girlfriend eliminated that support system, because now she's upset and mopey that she "turned" me gay and won't talk to me. And I'm not over there anymore. Ironic little twist.
Ssshh, it's 'kay... You can be my internets gayby. :V
 
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