Because of the reaction I got from my mother the first time I confessed that I was gay, I never thought of telling my father. I was scared, well more than scared. I constantly thought about the love I have for my dad & I just can’t lose that. On the other hand, hiding my true self from my dad was even more depressing. But today my dad threw a BBQ and told me I could invite a friend. I took this as a chance to come out without actually saying so and I brought my girlfriend as my “friend”. As soon as my girlfriend and dad met they just kind of clicked. They got along so well and I swear I must’ve been the happiest person in the world at that moment. My uncles, cousins, stepmom, stepsister loved her. They all LOVED her. Well loved may be too much of a strong word, but they truly liked her.

On my ninja shit, I found out that he grew suspicious as to the bond I had with the woman I brought. He knew that couldn’t have just been my friend and he plans on talking to me about how I’m feeling. When that moment comes, I will lay everything out on the table. I won’t hide anything from him because for that minute in the BBQ I actually felt happy and …normal. I didn’t feel judged and my girlfriend was actually able to say she felt comfortable around my family. I feel blessed and I pray that everything will go as good as I expect it to be.