I’ve been out to my family for years. They find out about my third boyfriend (albeit this is the most serious relationship I’ve been in) and they freak out. Nothing’s changed in the last four years people. I didn’t go through coming out of the closet for shits and gigs. Stop sending me religious articles, telling me you’re praying for me, and being all around doucheholes. I get it. You hoped it was a phase. If it was a phase I wouldn’t have come out. That’s not how this works. I wish I could tell you this but you’re all as stubborn, if not more so, as I am. I liked it better when we just didn’t talk about it. At least then I could pretend you were ok with it.