Wow I was drunk last night. Lol.
So I guess the liquid courage allowed me to tell my father what I wanted to tell him for 4 or 5 years now.
He acted as though it was no big deal at all.
I wake up today with a smile on my face. I'm hung over, lol. but its a load off my mind that im not gonna lose my father.
The reason I told him is I had two conflicting ideas in my mind for so long.
On the one hand I have always known him to be someone who I could talk to him about anything, and rather than flip out, he would always listen to me.
But I also remember when I was 16 and thought I was Bi, my mother found out and her reaction was fear of what my father would do. She thought my father would kick me to the curb.
It is strange. Its almost as if I knew my father better than her. But I still heeded her advice.
So for the past decade I writ them off. Distanced myself from them emotionally.
It is strange, to find out none of that was necessary. To find out I wasted so much time, because I thought my parents would reject me.
It is a load of my mind now. I just have to move forward. I haven't even started transitioning yet, but the knowledge my father at least has my back makes wanting to move forward easier.
P.S. I edited this a bit. I posted it while I was drunk, I was so excited. I really shouldn't do that. I am really bad for drunk texting and drunk posting. My apologize.
