“Oh, honey, I’d love you even if you were an axe murderer!” That’s what my mom said to me - after she got past the shock of my coming out, in 1983. I had been in a lesbian relationship for two years, but it was a “don’t ask, don’t tell” code of silence in my family – as long as no one talked about it, it could be ignored, or maybe it would even be “just a phase”.
Widening our Welcome, in Pride Season and Beyond
Widening our Welcome, in Pride Season and…
Widening our Welcome, in Pride Season and Beyond
“Oh, honey, I’d love you even if you were an axe murderer!” That’s what my mom said to me - after she got past the shock of my coming out, in 1983. I had been in a lesbian relationship for two years, but it was a “don’t ask, don’t tell” code of silence in my family – as long as no one talked about it, it could be ignored, or maybe it would even be “just a phase”.