Wednesday, July 1, 2015
I've decided that it's time to tell my dad that I'm gay. I announced this decision on Facebook and received so much support especially from my older cousins; maybe because I expressed how difficult it felt to do. I could hear Joe in my head saying, what have you been waiting for? The answer is that it just never felt right... until now.
Right at this moment, the spirit of love has finally overshadowed all the wrong in the world currently. That right now people are celebrating, people are happy, people are TALKING about gay rights. People are thinking... "oh maybe this is a good thing." Right now feels just right.
I just turned 30. I can get married. And I don't want to continue to be silent anymore about such a large piece of my life. I'm not scared of my dad disowning me. The other day we got into a small argument and resolved it by saying that that we love each other unconditionally.
I was jealous of my lesbian coworker whose mom called her when she heard the news about gay marriage. I wanted that call... I was hoping for a call, but my dad liking the new profile picture of me holding a rainbow flag is the best I could ask for. And it's a perfect starting point.
It's time to put it into words, but how do you say it? How do you stop from crying? How do you say, "dad, I'm gay... I know you love me regardless, but this is who I am and one day I'll be okay not being the son that I think you want me to be."
So this is how it's going to happen - My parents are coming to Los Angeles this 4th of July weekend to visit me after I gave them a guilt trip. I'm putting them in an AirBnB and picked the restaurants. I bought tickets to a fireworks show at Hollywood Bowl and in between acts I will say, "Dad... I noticed that you liked my profile picture... I'm going to get married one day and I hope you're okay with that."
And... then who knows what he'll say, but I hope that the warm LA night and light from the fireworks will help make this moment feel positive... because it is.
I told my coworker my plan and she started tearing up. I was surprised that she was so empathetic. How is it possibly for a straight person to understand the emotions of coming out to their parents. But then I realize that people are willing to listen, understand and support their LGBT friends and family. And because of this we're not alone anymore because we have visibility.
Dad, I'm here. I'm Queer. And you already know that... but now we can talk about it.