Please forgive me... I don't often vent, but feel like it now.
My family has been just appalling since I came out to my mother two year ago. It hurts a lot.
Out of my mother, my siblings, nieces and nephews, I'm still in contact with just one sister ( who also happened to be shunned by my mother ). Am I surprised? No, sadly. They've all been brought up with the same poison my mother filled them with. Difference in any form was something to be hated an despised and ridiculed. Whether that was nationality, color or even orientation. People like me are a complete abomination. It was obvious that I was not going to find acceptance, and yet it still hurts.
There can never be any reconciliation with my mother. She's lost her mind and is barely aware of anything now. She will never be able to understand the damage she's done with her toxic nature. And that hurts too... she gets to remain blameless for the rest of her days.
As for everyone else. I think I hate them. I would have always had the back of anyone in my family in any almost any struggle. But in my struggle, not one of them had mine. Not one of them was there when I needed love and support the most. Not one of them could get past their own depths of intolerance to help a family member. Not one of them made any effort at all, not even answering a phone call. Actually one other sister did phone me well over a year ago, and she just played the victim saying "Have you thought about what this is doing to us?".
Yes, I think I hate my family save one.
They've all demonstrated that blood means nothing, and their own intolerance runs deeper. What utterly disgusting people.
I just hope time heals the pain. And keeps those people far far away from me.
