When I came out, it was to my brother at the hotel of Holiday Inn with nobody around. I told him I wasn’t straight and I was pansexual, and he got worked up. He said, “You should learn to love the right way! Please don’t do this… Gay people are depressed as f*ck and commit suicide, and I don’t want to lose you, please…” and I just told him to forget about the conversation. One day I will be with my lover, and they can get rid of me. I’ll be happier with the one I truly love, not my homophobic family. (FtM/13/Pansexual/Trans)
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