As for my trip to Monroeville, it was fine. The mall was huge, and both Jesse and Tabby were nice. The traffic sucked and Justin & I got lost for hours, though it all still went fine.

Something else, I was going to wait, show you all first, but to understand the Hell my family is going through now, I must explain.
In the last few months, I've become fed up with being someone I'm not, and decided to change, as you already know. And you all should know, my father walks the Christian straight and narrow. If I were to find a Klansman robe in his closet, it wouldn't surprise me. It's always nigger this, queer that. He was raised in a world where in blacks were hanged, and our generation has elected one president. Quite the change.

More to what I was going to wait to reveal; I've gotten my ears pierced, and gotten a tattoo of the 'Seal of the Covenant' from Hell Girl. Nothing to major, and in fact, I love it. And now, for whatever reason, my father seems to have tied my piecings, to the fact that my (gay) brother has them, and now belives I'm gay.

After leaving the house in throws of rage, he's now threatening to kill himself because of this rediculous idea. I only wish he knew how much that hurts. If it wasn't enough watching all my friends going off, finding lovers, getting married, etc., while I sit back and continue to be ignored and rejected by every girl I talk to, now he's incinuating this. I'M NOT GAY.

He just dosen't seem to get that our generation has something called 'choice' in what we believe, how we dress, etc. So now, something that was sopposed to be a good sign of change for me, has now thrown our family into chaos.