A few days ago, a creator I deeply admire came out to the world, only to be rejected by the very people he called family. This is someone who, despite having a more feminine personality, has always been unapologetically himself. He built his family’s platform, helped them gain fame, and yet, the moment he embraced his truth, they turned their backs on him.
That freaking sucks.
It’s devastating to see someone have to suppress who they are just to be accepted by their own family—the people who are supposed to love them unconditionally. Love shouldn’t come with conditions. It shouldn’t be based on whether you fit into a box that others created for you.
And you know what else annoys me? The people saying, “Oh, we been knew.”
Like… okay? It’s not about you. It’s not about whether you knew or suspected anything. It’s about the fact that he had the courage to fully accept himself and actually say it out loud. That takes so much strength—especially when you grow up in an environment that constantly tells you you’re not enough as you are.
This story hits so close to home for me. My own father made it very clear that if I were gay, he would disown me. He constantly reminded me that I was the only man who could carry on his last name, as if my entire existence was just for that purpose. And for so long, that guilt ate away at me. I tried so hard to force myself to fit into the mold he wanted. I tried to act differently, to suppress parts of myself, to convince myself I liked girls—just to keep his approval.
But seeing this creator live in his truth, even after losing his family, made me realize something important: there will always be people who hate, no matter what you do. So why waste your life pretending to be someone you’re not?
It’s not easy. It hurts like hell to feel like you have to choose between love and authenticity. But what kind of love is it if it’s only there under certain conditions?
I wish the world was different. I wish people in toxic households didn’t have to feel this way. I wish parents could understand that who we love or how we express ourselves does not erase all the other things that make us good people. I love my parents to death, but there are certain things we are never going to see eye to eye on, and unfortunately, I don’t know if I could ever come out to them. That’s why I admire this creator so much—because he did something I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to do.
To anyone struggling with the same fears, just know: you are not alone. You are worthy of love, exactly as you are. And the right people—the ones who truly love you—will stand by you no matter what.
I’m so glad that I’m finally in a place where I can leave home and be my authentic self. And if you’re reading this and feel trapped, just know that one day, you will, too.
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