When I came out as bisexual, I wasn’t expecting anyone to be happy for me. I expected some negativity. What I didn’t expect was outright rejection by the nieces I always thought of as the closest thing I would have to my own kids.
My niece C was visiting from Germany with her sister, G in Pennsylvania, just about a 90 minute drive from me. She was there for at least two weeks. I wasn’t invited to come see them, or to even meet then somewhere for a meal.
Yesterday C posted pictures of Facebook, because she went to visit her mom, and her grandmother (my mom) in Florida. My brother Eddie flew up there to see them. Anyway, she was going on about family.
On Facebook, I posted, “I guess I’m not family anymore. Nice to know.” She messaged me on Facebook, saying she hoped what she said didn’t make me feel like family. No explanation for why I couldn’t have been included in anything they did up here.
I just said that inactions speak louder than words. And if I’m not welcome, than I’m not welcome. I know you can’t please anyone, but damn it, I was only a short drive away. I wasn’t expecting her to come to me.
I never expected my nieces to be as narrow minded as their mother. (She’s the one who told me I had the devil in me when I came out to her) I’m not going to lie, it hurts.
My family now is me, my husband, and my dogs. I’m not going to fight their prejudice. I only hope that none of their kids turn out to be LGBT.
The rejections hurts. But what is actually more painful, is realizing that my own family members are narrow minded bigots. Life goes on I guess.