No. Just...no.
Now, I have a good friend (and potential love interest) of mine who calls herself an "interested Christian." Basically, she was a Christian, but she deconverted into Agnosticism and now she simply studies Christianity's intricacies. (Props to her for that, by the way.) But what tweeks me about her is not her per se, but her parents. Keep in mind that they are devout Christians, and devout Southern Baptists at that.
Her parents found out, through some of her friends, that I was bisexual, and they reportedly flipped the lid. They forbade any contact with me, rationalising that I was going to soil her pure virgin soul with homosexuality, and that I was going to give her AIDS, and shit like that.
I wish I was making this up. I'm not. What's even worse, before finally "excommunicating" me from their daughter's presence, they gave her a book that was intended for me; it was a therapy book for parents with homosexual children.
For those of you who are reading this and wondering what's wrong, I invite you to step off the nearest tall building and fall to your death. These people were being fucking douchebags, trying to distance our connection simply because I like both genders. If these people (and I use the term very loosely here) were to understand that orientation isn't a choice, then maybe they'd smarten up a little bit, but the fact that they were Christians (and Southern Baptists, at that) made the wound sting so much harder.
Seeing as she's a year above the legal age to move out (which is 16 up here), she did the proactive thing and got off her sorry ass to move in with a friend of hers. This all happened about three months ago, and she's still doing swimmingly in her friend's house. Meanwhile, her parents can't do fuck all because she's got the law on her side.
The moral of the story: Don't. Ever. Reveal. Your. Orientation. You'll never know who'll get ahold of the information.
Her parents found out, through some of her friends, that I was bisexual, and they reportedly flipped the lid. They forbade any contact with me, rationalising that I was going to soil her pure virgin soul with homosexuality, and that I was going to give her AIDS, and shit like that.
I wish I was making this up. I'm not. What's even worse, before finally "excommunicating" me from their daughter's presence, they gave her a book that was intended for me; it was a therapy book for parents with homosexual children.
For those of you who are reading this and wondering what's wrong, I invite you to step off the nearest tall building and fall to your death. These people were being fucking douchebags, trying to distance our connection simply because I like both genders. If these people (and I use the term very loosely here) were to understand that orientation isn't a choice, then maybe they'd smarten up a little bit, but the fact that they were Christians (and Southern Baptists, at that) made the wound sting so much harder.
Seeing as she's a year above the legal age to move out (which is 16 up here), she did the proactive thing and got off her sorry ass to move in with a friend of hers. This all happened about three months ago, and she's still doing swimmingly in her friend's house. Meanwhile, her parents can't do fuck all because she's got the law on her side.
The moral of the story: Don't. Ever. Reveal. Your. Orientation. You'll never know who'll get ahold of the information.