My father and step-mother are very conservative christians.

I like to wear make-up and am quite effeminate. Mostly eyeliner around here though I also where other make-up too, but not around them. I thought I could get away with it without any questions, and I did for a while, but my dad asked about it a few months ago and my step mom just asked about it today.

She asked me if I was trying to make a statement, then if I'm trying to tell them I'm gay. (I also had a pink ribbon on my ankle that she noticed.)

I said no. And said it was because of my tricitillamania (which is actually part of the reason, but I've been doing fine with it lately) Technically she asked If I was trying to tell them, which no I am not. I'm just being myself. :x I love wearing eyeliner, I think I look much better with it. But it's not just that, it's many things and I feel I have to tone it down when I'm here. Which really sucks. They're beginning to be quite suspicious. Which to most people it's obvious right away...

Anyone else in this boat?

I really want my own place, but I'm waiting on my low income housing voucher. Which can take years. :x

Most of the time I stay with my cousin who is a lesbian so no issues there. 🌈 But I can't stay there constantly because she can get in trouble with her apartment managers if they were to find out... :/

sigh I so hate homophobia. ;_;

oh jeez :/ My father is a super conservative Christian. I remember once he told me that god is above his family and that being gay is definitely a sin. Of course being the gay little 10 year old or whatever age I was, I took it pretty harshly so it's no wonder I didn't tell him I was gay until just this year(age 19). I think it's one of those things where if you keep it in too long, you wake up one day really angry and annoyed that you're wasting all this time and energy on something so stupid. When I finally started telling people I was gay, especially to my parents, I remember everything felt really surreal and unnatural. It was kind of like everything I had been trying to control all my life was just spinning out of control and I didn't really care anymore, and maybe that's a good thing. Idk, after I didn't care about simmering down my gayness anymore then everything seemed to align, but it definitely took time.

I guess what I'm saying is, no matter what you tell your parents, the world is still going to keep moving. Your story isn't going to end when you tell them you're gay, it's probably actually going to just begin

damn girl you have an issue to sort out. are they homophobic or are you just not sure how they'd react? also i get questioned sometimes by my grandparents (i live with them) whether i'm gay. they are really trying to be cool with homosexuality, which i can totally respect them for, but you can tell it's an uncomfortable subject for them. also how'd you get over your condition? i have something similar that i can't seem to get rid of.

Dudes in eyeliner are hot. Keep on being yourself. :)

Lol. Which issue are you referring to? That's really good if they're trying to be cool with it. ^^

If you're referring to my tricitillamania, then well.. I haven't gotten rid of it exactly, it's still a problem from time to time, but as of late, it hasn't been.

And yes, they are definitely homophobic. My dad used to get mad at my mom for watching movies/ shows with homosexual characters. And whenever we (my sister and I) would watch will and grace (for example) he would get all pissed and turn the TV off. They also do Bible study and I've heard them talking about that issue and they were all getting into how much of a sin it is and the 'gay agenda' and how we're perverts, ect... And when gay marriage was rejected... somewhere.. my step mom laughed and was glad...

Oh and my dad won't buy... crest? or colgate? toothpaste because they support gay rights or something like that.. Something to do with homosexuality apparently. This was years ago.

Oh and , I was such a gay kid too xD. Like ever since I was 2 or 3 I would wear my moms shoes, a dress up in her clothes, play with barbies, and looking back I realize I liked boys when I was like 7. o.o;

My dad is the same way. I support gay rights and just roll my eyes and walk away. Good luck getting your own place :)

Me too!! My parents have this video footage of me when I was like 5 years old of me "marrying" one of my child hood friends(who was a girl) and I was the bride lmfao.

I also vaguely remember being curious about my mom's dresses and wigs, and I would try them on just to see what it was like haaha

i just one thing to say: life sometimes it could be wierd and no one know what will happen so just be yourself go the path that your heart says you to go and dont care about what people say just be you

hugs I don't have the exact problem...I'm not gay, but I am Wiccan, which to my parents is worse I think. I have to hide it around them all the time. It's not like I want to have circles in the living room and yell about the Goddess all the time...I'd just like to be able to not hide my books and wear my pentacle outside of my shirt.