Post by Kira Darling on Mar 20, 2016 1:36:03 GMT
I wasn't going to post this, but what the hell...
Today was my grandmother's 70th birthday! WooHoo!! So my family went to Hibachi & Sushi Super Buffet in Pelham. (FYI: Nasty food!)
This was an unbearably uncomfortable situation for me. This part of my family found out I was Transgender around Thanksgiving of 2015. I was informed that "everyone knows and is OK with me" around that same time. However, I couldn't feel any differently about that statement. My uncle is literally the biggest anti-LGBT jackass I have ever met. And he doesn't hide it at all.
He posts the ugliest crap on Facebook. He posts the most derogatory, hateful, and just down right disgusting shit about Transgender people. ALL. THE. TIME. It's like some kind of obsession! He just can't stop himself! I recently deleted him from my friend's list, because he sure as hell isn't a 'friend' by any stretch of the imagination.
As for his verbal behavior, he likes to constantly make "jokes" that aren't jokes by anyone's standards. He usually likes to end most conversations by yelling "fag" to someone, quite often, that being me. And I have made everyone very clear that I can't stand his filthy mouth and hateful ramblings. And out of the 10+ adults sitting at the table, I somehow ended up sitting with him. Just sitting with him made my stomach turn. I ate 2 bites and just drank water afterwards. I find it impossible to enjoy dinner sitting with someone who makes it painfully obvious how much he hates my very existence!
But my night didn't start with him. Sadly, it started with my much-loved Grandfather. My wife and I were there when my grandparents arrived, which was about 10 minutes before anyone else. We went ahead and got a large table in the back of the restaurant. And how did we decide on the seating arrangements? That's where my fun ended!
My grandfather says, "all the women can sit at that end of the table, and the manly men can sit down here". I was standing beside the last chair at the "men's end" and I was a little shocked by such segregated seating, so the first words out of my mouth were, "so I guess I should move down a few chairs since this is the manly men section".
To which my grandfather responds by saying, "you should definitely move down; maybe you should sit with your wife".
Talk about a slap in the face! I honestly don't know how to take my family sometimes. Am I just being overly sensitive? I feel completely insulted!!
Today was my grandmother's 70th birthday! WooHoo!! So my family went to Hibachi & Sushi Super Buffet in Pelham. (FYI: Nasty food!)
This was an unbearably uncomfortable situation for me. This part of my family found out I was Transgender around Thanksgiving of 2015. I was informed that "everyone knows and is OK with me" around that same time. However, I couldn't feel any differently about that statement. My uncle is literally the biggest anti-LGBT jackass I have ever met. And he doesn't hide it at all.
He posts the ugliest crap on Facebook. He posts the most derogatory, hateful, and just down right disgusting shit about Transgender people. ALL. THE. TIME. It's like some kind of obsession! He just can't stop himself! I recently deleted him from my friend's list, because he sure as hell isn't a 'friend' by any stretch of the imagination.
As for his verbal behavior, he likes to constantly make "jokes" that aren't jokes by anyone's standards. He usually likes to end most conversations by yelling "fag" to someone, quite often, that being me. And I have made everyone very clear that I can't stand his filthy mouth and hateful ramblings. And out of the 10+ adults sitting at the table, I somehow ended up sitting with him. Just sitting with him made my stomach turn. I ate 2 bites and just drank water afterwards. I find it impossible to enjoy dinner sitting with someone who makes it painfully obvious how much he hates my very existence!
But my night didn't start with him. Sadly, it started with my much-loved Grandfather. My wife and I were there when my grandparents arrived, which was about 10 minutes before anyone else. We went ahead and got a large table in the back of the restaurant. And how did we decide on the seating arrangements? That's where my fun ended!
My grandfather says, "all the women can sit at that end of the table, and the manly men can sit down here". I was standing beside the last chair at the "men's end" and I was a little shocked by such segregated seating, so the first words out of my mouth were, "so I guess I should move down a few chairs since this is the manly men section".
To which my grandfather responds by saying, "you should definitely move down; maybe you should sit with your wife".
Talk about a slap in the face! I honestly don't know how to take my family sometimes. Am I just being overly sensitive? I feel completely insulted!!