So I'll be spending Christmas very, very far back in the closet. Yup, it's Holidays at the W's, with conservative talk carols playing and Republicans gleaming beneath the Christmas tree.
Apparently I can't safely come out to anyone on the W side. Except Aunt L & Uncle R, but they're only 2/13 of the family. Grandma & Grandpa are conservative republican Polish Roman Catholics & the rest of the family is Jewish, Christian or my parents (who told me not to tell anyone). I would consider coming out to my cousin, but if she's a homophobe then sharing a room could be awkward.....
Today in Bio while Ru & I were filling out questionnaires, I listened in to a few conversations. Here they are:
Redhead: Hey, so you know my friend___?
Tall Dude: Yeah.
Redhead: Well, we have this friend,___, & she's gay--no, BISEXUAL.
Boys: Hehehehe-huhuhuh. Chortle.
Redhead: I don't think I need to tell you the rest...
Boys: Hehehehehe. Snort.
Then, at the front of the room...
Nohawk: Dude, give that back. You're such a homo.
Nohawk: Don't be faggy.
Mohawk: Dude, don't call me that!!!!!!!!
Nohawk: Oh, dude, sorry....hehe.
People are disgusting sometimes. I stopped speaking to my only at-school friend when she called someone a faggot. Her response to my admonitions was "it means a bundle of sticks in England," then "I only said it once--I didn't mean it that way--" Sorry. If your first instinct is to call people names (the boy accidentally knocked into her) and that's the first one that comes to mind, better to be alone.