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[semperfiona]

I love my parents dearly, but they are so far different from me that we might as well live on different planets, not just different continents. I'm pagan, bi, and poly, recently divorced. They're deeply devout fundamental Christians, serving as missionaries in Peru, monogamously married for 36 years now. I just received a message from my father saying "Rejoice with us! We have a new sister in the kingdom!". I replied by changing the subject completely and talking about my job.

I can't even bring myself to tell them that I'm not a Christian anymore, let alone the more difficult things like my sexuality or my relationship with Jen. I suppose because I don't want them to stop loving me, or what would almost be worse, to try to "bring me back to the Lord". I'd rather just not share a full connection than threaten what remains by coming out to them. I don't trust them to accept me for what I truly am.

I'm almost 34 years old, and I'm afraid of my parents. It's painful to admit, but it's true. I don't think that will ever change.

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[ex-devilmus.livejournal.com]

I think every one is always a little afraid of their parents. Everyone wants thier approval, but sometimes, you just have to do what you want to do, whether they will like it or not. If you have to keep stuff from them to allow them to get on with their lives, then that is how is has to be. Parents are like dinosaurs. They are throwbacks to a different time and they just can't quite understand this one. Or maybe that is just my family... dunno. ::hugs::