When I came out to my parents, I knew right away that they would not understand about me. Even before I came out, they never said anything positive about anything LGBT related whatsoever. My parents only you that you should be a good person, marry someone of the opposite sex, and have grandchildren.
I don’t blame my parents for not understanding. Both my parents grew up in an environment where he was deeply religious to the core. Also, being openly gay was not exactly something that was embraced.
Back in the Philippines where my parents are from, being openly gay was seen as someone who is weak, effeminate, good for nothing, and deserve to be beaten by people and they were look down upon.
My parents grew up in very religious households, Roman Catholic to be exact. My parents did not choose to believe what he believed because they grew up in that environment.
Times have changed since their childhood days. Now, Philippines is a country where you can literally pick out who the gay and lesbian people are. That includes transgendered people. They are so visible that even in the media, you can tell who are the gays, lesbians, and transgendered people are, despite the country being a majority Catholic country. Oh, how ironic.
I’ve noticed slowly that my parents are starting to become more accepting of LGBT people. Before they would always talk bad about the LGBT community slowly, they are becoming more accepting of it although they still have their disagreements about the LGBT community, which is understandable. But all I know is, my parents still love me and that they will continue to do so and that they will learn more and understand about me as their child, as a lesbian woman, and as a member of the LGBT community.
Time will take its course and I am sure my parents will understand even more eventually. I understand it takes time, and I am thankful and respect my parents for trying their best to understand and still accept me for who I am. It will get better and I strongly believe that.