Right, well it was one of those uncomfortable car journeys… My Dad was lecturing me about my bad behaviour of recent weeks and mouthing off about my Mum (they split several years ago) and how miserable winter generally is. I thought “f*ck this, I’m sick of him not knowing” so, mainly to make him stop moaning, I said, “Dad, I worry what you will think so I haven’t told you before but I’m gay”. A stunned, uncomfortable silence followed.
I had been told by various people, including my Mum, that he would disown me and never speak to me again. However, after a couple of minutes he cleared his throat and said, “Well, it’s your life, you can tell me anything, you’re still me daughter and I love you”.
So all in all, a task worth doing really. He even asked to meet my next girl…