I conferred with my family at length today about whether to come out to my grandpa. It wasn’t encouraging. They told me there was no way they saw this ending well. They told me it would cause a rift. They told me I was putting them in a difficult position.
And yet everyone here told me it would be okay. You told me he’d probably guessed something was up already. You told me he might be more understanding than I expected.
So I told him. He understood, and he just wants me to be happy. He says he’ll always love me and be there for me. And that we’re a family.
It’s over. It’s done. We took care of this.
No more secrets, no more lies, no more fear.