Family antics | Whoops healthcare
Apparently both of my brothers are dating extremely homophobic people, and my mother had been trying to hide the fact that they've talked shit about me in front of her.
I was making friends with the salsa and those multigrain scoop things, I dunno, SHOVEL CHIPS in the kitchen and she let something slip.
OF COURSE I wasn't going to let it go that easily, much to her chagrin and much to my amusement. She muttered a few things to try and derail me, dismiss the topic, change the subject but of course I wasn't having it. I was grinning devilishly in between shoving salsa chips in my mouth and pressing the issue. It took long enough to just drag some of the details out of her because she kept trying to evade it, and I wondered why. Was she embarrassed for them? Was she trying to 'protect me?' Oh, come on, like this is really a big deal, like this is anything. Anything other than vaguely hilarious to me. I don't even really know or care about these people, and now I've confirmed that I'm never going to really want to. I guess maybe it would be a big deal in her world which consists of this house pretty much and I'm the only gay-bashing that occurs around here (aside from my dad who isn't present). I held back a wistful sigh. If only my family knew the vast array of homophobic, misogynistic experiences I had to choose from in my cornucopia of bullshit that would trump this petty hearsay crap. Let me count the ways. Though I thought it was kind of cute that she thought I may fall to pieces over it.
Also, nobody seems to remember that I'm not even actually gay.
lol.
LOL.
I am so, so highly amused.
And also moving out in a few weeks. Maybe less if this dude calls me back about the loft frame quicker.
In other worse news about things I'm not amused about, I think I lost my insurance because I got a shitty part time job that I can barely afford to live on. Because I guess that is supposed to make sense somehow? GOOD JOB, US HEALTHCARE SYSTEM!
I was making friends with the salsa and those multigrain scoop things, I dunno, SHOVEL CHIPS in the kitchen and she let something slip.
OF COURSE I wasn't going to let it go that easily, much to her chagrin and much to my amusement. She muttered a few things to try and derail me, dismiss the topic, change the subject but of course I wasn't having it. I was grinning devilishly in between shoving salsa chips in my mouth and pressing the issue. It took long enough to just drag some of the details out of her because she kept trying to evade it, and I wondered why. Was she embarrassed for them? Was she trying to 'protect me?' Oh, come on, like this is really a big deal, like this is anything. Anything other than vaguely hilarious to me. I don't even really know or care about these people, and now I've confirmed that I'm never going to really want to. I guess maybe it would be a big deal in her world which consists of this house pretty much and I'm the only gay-bashing that occurs around here (aside from my dad who isn't present). I held back a wistful sigh. If only my family knew the vast array of homophobic, misogynistic experiences I had to choose from in my cornucopia of bullshit that would trump this petty hearsay crap. Let me count the ways. Though I thought it was kind of cute that she thought I may fall to pieces over it.
Also, nobody seems to remember that I'm not even actually gay.
lol.
LOL.
I am so, so highly amused.
And also moving out in a few weeks. Maybe less if this dude calls me back about the loft frame quicker.
In other worse news about things I'm not amused about, I think I lost my insurance because I got a shitty part time job that I can barely afford to live on. Because I guess that is supposed to make sense somehow? GOOD JOB, US HEALTHCARE SYSTEM!