I was going to be light and fluffy and talk about my studies of yoghurt. (I am not from a yoghurt-consuming culture, haw haw.)
Then I caught up on the Straight Dope Message Board, on a thread about trying to find ways to look after queer teenagers in the schools, because being a teenager in the schools is rough enough even when one's not queer.
One of the people who drifted through that thread is apparently a youth counsellor for queer issues. (I'm a little fuzzy on the personalities; I'm so godawful with connecting up names to much of anything.)
One of her kids came out to his parents recently. His hard-core fundie parents.
They said that they had no son.
Now they don't.
I am so . . . so . . . so terribly . . .
. . . .
Then I caught up on the Straight Dope Message Board, on a thread about trying to find ways to look after queer teenagers in the schools, because being a teenager in the schools is rough enough even when one's not queer.
One of the people who drifted through that thread is apparently a youth counsellor for queer issues. (I'm a little fuzzy on the personalities; I'm so godawful with connecting up names to much of anything.)
One of her kids came out to his parents recently. His hard-core fundie parents.
They said that they had no son.
Now they don't.
I am so . . . so . . . so terribly . . .
. . . .
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::cries::