Are there any other queer chicken people here?

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I’m not sharing my age, nor my face, but here’s some stuff to get to know me...

Im cisgender female, she/her, I
Have known I was lesbian since age 13, but only have one foot out of the closet. I grew up Christian but at this point in my life I’m not sure that’s the best path for me or not. I continue to work with my religion and figure that out, but it’s a journey. My family’s past in regards to the LGBTQ+ Community was not entirely positive. Both parents, straight and cisgender, were raised to recognize any queer or trans individual to be a “sinner” who would burn in hell once their time on earth had run out. I can picture them perhaps praying the gay away. My conflict with religion is somewhat based around sexuality. It’s seen in the eyes of any other Christian I know, that gay is a sin. But I don’t understand how you can compare real sins, like murder, stealing, etc, all things that affect others negatively in some way, to being attracted to an individual of your same sex, which ultimately has no negative impact on ANYONE or ANYTHING in the end. It sickens me to think some people can place murder and homosexuality in the same category. And I was even kicked out of a school for being open about sexuality several years ago because they believed so. My parent of course thought that was a phase, and assume me straight again so I keep one foot in the closet. I’m scared, because I know how things can go, I know how things can turn out. When your parents are so strongly homophobic that even looking at a rainbow flag is not allowed, it isn’t easy.

But I’ve got one foot out thanks to my wonderful friends, distant family, and you guys, who I can trust and have conversations with whenever I feel like it. You don’t judge, shun, or try to extinguish my pride. You embrace it, you are happy for it, and I’m happy for that too.
pride love GIF by Libby VanderPloeg
 
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I’m not sharing my age, nor my face, but here’s some stuff to get to know me...

Im cisgender female, she/her, I
Have known I was lesbian since age 13, and yet only have one foot out of the closet. I grew up Christian but at this point in my life I’m not sure that’s the best path for me or not. I continue to work with my religion and figure that out, but it’s a journey. My family’s past in regards to the LGBTQ+ Community was not entirely positive. Both parents, straight and cisgender, were raised to recognize any queer or trans individual to be a “sinner” who would burn in hell once their time on earth had run out. I can picture them perhaps praying the gay away. My conflict with religion is somewhat based around sexuality. It’s seen in the eyes of any other Christian I know, that gay is a sin. But I don’t understand how you can compare real sins, like murder, stealing, etc, all things that affect others negatively in some way, to being attracted to an individual of your same sex, which ultimately has no negative impact on ANYONE or ANYTHING in the end. It sickens me to think some people can place murder and homosexuality in the same category. And I was even kicked out of a school for being open about sexuality several years ago because they believed so. My parent of course thought that was a phase, and assume me straight again so I keep one foot in the closet. I’m scared, because I know how things can go, I know how things can turn out. When your parents are so strongly homophobic that even looking at a rainbow flag is not allowed, it isn’t easy.

But I’ve got one foot out thanks to my wonderful friends, distant family, and you guys, who I can trust and have conversations with whenever I feel like it. You don’t judge, shun, or try to extinguish my pride. You embrace it, you are happy for it, and I’m happy for that too.
pride love GIF by Libby VanderPloeg
I really resonate with your story @CHlCKEN
thank you for sharing ❤️
 
here's a bit about my family life regarding my gender and sexuality as well, if anyone is interested.
My grandma is strictly Cristian ( I am personally not ) and very homophobic.
One time I had to listen to her hate on the lgbtq+ community while on a road trip with her- I couldn't even walk away if I wanted to, so I just sat there feeling sick the entire drive.
It's really difficult for me because she is the only grandparent I have, but I continuously feel like I can't even be myself around her. When I went to visit her, she saw a picture of my genderfluid friend in my camera roll while looking through my photos. She threw the biggest fit known to mankind - saying that my friend is mentally ill and that they need help, and this, and that, blah blah blah.
I could hardly stand to look at her for the rest of the time I was there. I tried to explain to her that people have the right to be and choose whatever gender(s) or sexuality(s) they like, and sometimes it's not even a choice. sometimes it's just meant to be, and one day when you wake up it all clicks into place. I tried to tell her that being part of the LGBTQ+ community doesn't make a person mentally ill and that my friend, in fact, doesn't need any help and that they are happier than they had ever been.
But of course, she was just not having it, and we didn't get anywhere with the conversation - considering she fled to the bathroom when things got heated.
It makes it hard to want to visit her, and that makes me sad, but I really don't know if I could change her mind. If I came out as bisexual or non-binary she would most likely think I'm the devil's spawn or some crazy stuff like that.
*kind of like what CHlCKEN said*
I'm lucky enough to have supportive parents though! Even when I was a little girl when my parents would talk about my future they would always use the term "partner" instead of "husband." My mom gave me the inevitable "it might just be a faze" talk, but my dad never questioned it. He knows when I decide on something, it's set in stone. It has been just over six months since I told my parents I'm bisexual, and they seem pretty chill about it. My dad even corrected his coworker when (the coworker) mentioned me getting a boyfriend. *informed him that I'm bisexual.*

I don't think my parents would be okay with me coming out as non-binary though.
They have always taken such pride in me as their "daughter," and my mom is always talking about how glad she is that I turned out to be a girl when she got pregnant. It makes me rather uncomfortable when they refer to me as their "daughter" all the time, but I just don't think I have the guts to come out to them as non-binary. I have come to the conclusion that I will be me, and they will probably figure out I'm non-binary at some point. I wear my (fairly short) hair up in a beanie or hat almost all the time, and my entire closet is gender-neutral, so it's not like I'm trying to hide who I am. It's just the coming out part that I feel they might not take so well.

Sorry for such a long ramble!
It does feel good to get it all out, though. ❤️
thank you BYC for this safe and welcoming space to share our thoughts and stories!
 
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here's a bit about my family life regarding my gender and sexuality as well, if anyone is interested.
My grandma is strictly Cristian ( I am personally not ) and very homophobic.
One time I had to listen to her hate on the lgbtq+ community while on a road trip with her- I couldn't even walk away if I wanted to, so I just sat there feeling sick the entire drive.
It's really difficult for me because she is the only grandparent I have, but I continuously feel like I can't even be myself around her. When I went to visit her, she saw a picture of my genderfluid friend in my camera roll while looking through my photos. She threw the biggest fit known to mankind - saying that my friend is mentally ill and that they need help, and this, and that, blah blah blah.
I could hardly stand to look at her for the rest of the time I was there. I tried to explain to her that people have the right to be and choose whatever gender(s) or sexuality(s) they like, and sometimes it's not even a choice. sometimes it's just meant to be, and one day when you wake up it all clicks into place. I tried to tell her that being part of the LGBTQ+ community doesn't make a person mentally ill and that my friend, in fact, doesn't need any help and that they are happier than they had ever been.
But of course, she was just not having it, and we didn't get anywhere with the conversation - considering she fled to the bathroom when things got heated.
It makes it hard to want to visit her, and that makes me sad, but I really don't know if I could change her mind. If I came out as bisexual or non-binary she would most likely think I'm the devil's spawn or some crazy stuff like that.
*kind of like what CHlCKEN said*
I'm lucky enough to have supportive parents though! Even when I was a little girl when my parents would talk about my future they would always use the term "partner" instead of "husband." My mom gave me the inevitable "it might just be a faze" talk, but my dad never questioned it. He knows when I decide on something, it's set in stone. It has been just over six months since I told my parents I'm bisexual, and they seem pretty chill about it. My dad even corrected his coworker when (the coworker) mentioned me getting a boyfriend. *informed him that I'm bisexual.*

I don't think my parents would be okay with me coming out as non-binary though.
They have always taken such pride in me as their "daughter," and my mom is always talking about how glad she is that I turned out to be a girl when she got pregnant. It makes me rather uncomfortable when they refer to me as their "daughter" all the time, but I just don't think I have the guts to come out to them as non-binary. I have come to the conclusion that I will be me, and they will probably figure out I'm non-binary at some point. I wear my (fairly short) hair up in a beanie or hat almost all the time, and my entire closet is gender-neutral, so it's not like I'm trying to hide who I am. It's just the coming out part that I feel they might not take so well.

Sorry for such a long ramble!
It does feel good to get it all out, though. ❤️
thank you BYC for this safe and welcoming space to share our thoughts and stories!
My heart hurts for you, I’m so sorry you had to go through that! It makes me sick to hear those things too.

I’m glad to hear how supportive your parents are, and the fact that they used the term “partner” makes me feel so happy for you. My parents used to and still do say “When Kate gets a boyfriend...” or “When Kate gets a husband...” and it makes me feel like I’ve been thrown on the ground. I feel so bad about it, those words just haunt me.

I understand. Even if you have supportive parents, things will be hard. It’s such a scary thing to say out loud, and allow people to know about you. I hope one day you get the courage, and that it will all turn out well.
 
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