It has been six years since I have been able to spend holidays with my family. All past memories of all the holidays of my past are just blurs now. My holidays that I've been able to be apart of are not like they use to be when I was young. No family comes over. No Aunts, no Uncles, no Cousins, no Grandparents. It's like we are alone, but we are not because we have each other.
Since I had come out in 2001 Easter and other "Religious" holidays just don't make me want to celebrate them. The idea and belief of Jesus and God at times, makes me fucking nauseous and sick. My mother is highly religious and superstitious, God and Jesus play big factors in her life. She doesn't believe that Gay Marriage should me legal. Even knowing that I am gay and knows I want a partner. But what she doesn't realize is that I want to be married. I don't care if I'm not married in a church, but just to say that I married the man I love. I've already been given the it's not right speech from her and that God will punish all gays. My response is usually, "Well if that's the case, it's gonna be one hell of a party and Satin better have enough boozes when I get there!" I usually get a dirty look and it ends all conversations for the day.
Well it's 2:00 AM Easter Sunday and since we have no plans for the Fam. I'll be out with my Gay Family drinking lol I'm just a little sad that my boy can't join me and celebrate a Rabbit Shitting Chocolate Eggs with me... oh well next year!
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