plot twist: i actually died many years ago this is just a queue
When relatives/random people im forced to engage with start talking about “”gay people”” like some mysterious unknowable entity
once in the 4th grade this guy got a 2% on his math quiz so everyone called him milk for the rest of the year
there’s a lot of unspoken pressure to keep liking the things you used to like and to keep dressing the way you’ve always dressed and to never question what you believe in and basically “be yourself” has slowly morphed into “be what everyone knows you as” but trust me when i say if you just give it up and simply make decisions and take actions based purely on what would make you happy, you’ll gain a very comforting sense of self peace
A big shout out to my dad for getting his PhD done in 3.5 years, raising me and my brother and working in burger king at the same time.