Diary, Day Twenty-Five

Someone shoot me for this lateness!
Well...

Today wasn't so good.
I was pushed around in the school corridors, felt up in the P.E Changing rooms, and had totally dull lessons.
I came back home to listen to my mum tell me that Dad was thinking of cutting my college/university funding, because I'm gay and it "Wasn't helping the family", that I wasn't allowed to talk about Drama or Dance lessons, and if I mention anything to do with gay relationships then I'm disowned.

As you can probably tell, I was NOT happy. They're lucky I'm not the rebellious type, because I could've shouted for half an hour about how much I was angry, how totally uncalled for half this stuff was etc.

Ugh.
I really hope you guys had better days, I truly do.
Thanks for... reading I guess?

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