My BFF Coming out to her 89 Year old
Grandmother BFF:Grandmother I need to talk to you Grandma:[concerned voice] What? What is it? Are you
sick? BFF:No, no. Grandma. I'm gay. Grandma:What? BFF:I'm gay Grandma. I have a girlfriend
now. Grandma:[relieved voice] Oh honey, is that all? I
thought you had cancer. Anytime someone needs to tell me
something they are sick. Who's your girlfriend, when is her
birthday? I'll bake her a pie.
☯ | It cannot be helped. Youth, like pristine glass,
prints of its handlers. Some parents smudge, others crack,
few shatter childhoods
completely into jagged little pieces,
I JUST FEEL SO FREAKING EMPTY SOMETIMES ALMOST LIKE ALL OF MY
ORGANS AND BONES HAVE DISSOLVED AND ALL THE BLOOD HAS DRAINED
FROM MY VEINS AND IT'S SO EXHAUSTING TO FEEL NOTHING AND
EVERYTHING AT THE SAME TIME.