Homophobic family

So. This gonna be some heavy shit. Some of my friends have homophobic/ not accepting parents and if / when they find out I have a blog they’re going to say something about me writing about them on this blog that no one looks at. Some parents are pieces of shit. But I’m going to write about me, because it’s my blog and I don’t care. (I care.) So I’m going to see my extended family this summer, which is great, I like my cousins but my grandparents and aunts and uncles can be difficult. They are conservatives, and are kinda- well they’re just interesting. It was apparently decided that I shouldn’t come out to them by my parents and I. So, my extended family will have to figure it out for themselves. It shouldn’t be to hard for them to figure it out. I am extremely gay. One time my dad was on the phone with them and they asked if I had a boyfriend, now, they didn’t know that I could hear them, and I laughed out loud, like, guttural laugh. It made my mom laugh a little bit. And grandma will never know why. Unless she figures it out, which, like I said, will be easy.