So my dad just walked me up to my room, and said that yesterday he had come into my room to take my camera away from me (due to the disturbing photos he found on my mom’s computer. disturbing = gay prom) and found an Out Smart magazine on the ground.
I had kept it because I liked the article on the Sen. Brown incident and the outcry over the word, “vagina.”
Nevertheless, he found it, and told me to stop bringing trash into his house and that if I wanted to be gay, to be gay, but not under his roof and to get out.
He told me that he didn’t care if I was, only that he didn’t want the other kids to know, and that if they knew and he didn’t do anything about it, they would assume that it was okay.
Then he told me I’m driving him into an early grave and that if I’m to live in his house, it’s to be by his rules.