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Would you rather tell your parents you were gay or did drugs?

drugs, if i told them i were gay, everyone in my family would hear about it, then i'd have to live with everyone thinking im really gay or something...that would suck.
 
i'd just tell them the truth, that i did drugs. My parents have very little trust in me, so i'd end up getting drug tested anyways. There's no point in stressing them out even more, especially if its a flat out lie. That would be fucked up..then you'd be the boy who cried wolf.

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my parents already think im a dyke lezbo that IV's dildos and bootybumps double dongs

could my life get any worse? well...for starters....well i dunno. my mom COULD get uglier. but my dad...not really.
 
Ahh not a problem. They know I do drugs and they know I'm gay. They gave me a basement room away from the house so I can get fucked up and play horribly loud music in peace :)

The concrete walls have excellent reverberation. wooo woooo!
 
Definately rather tell them I was gay...my parents know I've dabbled in drugs, but if they knew the extent of it they'd probably be horrified. I've had conversations with my mom about drugs and shit quite a bit lately and shes told me about my uncle's stepdaughter who is on the streets and is a junkie and how hard it is for him etc, and just the look in her eyes tells me that I would never be able to tell her.
 
`pr0digy said:
My dad would disown me if I was gay, so I'd rather tell them I do drugs. Hell, I'd personally rather be known to be a drug user than a gay male.
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i've told my mom that i'm bisexual and that i do drugs. well, "do drugs" in the sense of smoke pot every now and then and have a few beers every so often. i don't think i'd want her to know any more than that (though i wonder sometimes how she couldn't).

whatever. yay for living on the opposite side of the country from my mother!
 
sad times to have to fear such foolishness

I would have to say drugs. As both my parents were growing up in the 70s and are all too familiar with drugs, whereas being gay is not an option.

"not normal" "freak" "disowned" etc.
 
my parents know i did drugs... and i wouldn't care if they knew i was gay, which im not... but if i was i wouldn't care cos i think its funny how they freak out at surprising news like that.
 
I didn't have to deal with telling them either. My mom is somewhere prolly in Orange County if not jail (abusive druggie), and my dad is in Indiana somwhere until he goes to prison again (crackhead druggie deadbeat etc etc). I live with my grandma and step grandpa now and they found out I was gay when i got caught sneaking back in at like 9 A.M. after being in Long Beach with my boyfriend all night after sneaking out at like 10. I didn't volunteer the information but they guessed it and I didn't deny it. They don't really care cause Tom's (stepgrandpa's) son is gay and my grandma just kinda wishes I were straight cause she recognizes all the challenges of a non-hetero lifestyle especially with Bushtard in office, and she would like to see great grandkids but knows she won't live that long (she's like 70 and still motoring along though so who knows, the mean ones live forever*shakes fist*). As far as drugs they found out when grandma came to pick me up at the sheriff's (sp?) station at 5 A.M. one not- so- funtastic Saturday morning. That hurt and concerned her a lot more because of my mom and her history and the fact that the police officers told her I was a dealer cause of all the stuff I got rolled with, I can't blame them cause I had baggies and a scale and a bunch of other junk but it wasn't true and still isn't although grandma is still suspicious. One time when I was spigacked and motoring around the house she asked me if I was on coke for the millionth time since I got rolled and I got annoyed and finally decided to set her straight about my "past" drug use. I told her I had smoked bud and tried E once, and that I was a tweaker (had to rephrase as "dabbled in meth" when she gave me a blank stare and was all, "you got some sort of a high playing on the computer?") but had never tried coke or crack or Heroin or any of that stuff and never intended to. The next day though I went to the homies house to waste some time turning puddles into clouds and she had just been given some coke by her uncle visiting from Arizona so we blew some lines and drove around enjoying the "numby strangey strangeness" and blasting "Heyo for Llelo" all coked out and paranoid. Good times heh heh.
 
Gay, definatly, my parents are all liberal and stuff about things like that (and my gread uncle was gay, and the loved him). They wouldn't be thrilled, but I cme home with a hicky one night and told my mum that my friend Jackie had done it, and she took that pretty well.
They both have strong, and completely misguided, suspisions that I'm a lesbian anyway, so whatever.

On the other hand, considering how much they freaked out when they found out that I smoke tobacco... I wouldn't like to think about the shit I'd have to listen to if they found out I take drugs.
 
Heavens to Betsy said:


On the other hand, considering how much they freaked out when they found out that I smoke tobacco... I wouldn't like to think about the shit I'd have to listen to if they found out I take drugs.
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my parents would rather have me smoke weed and I am geussing do pain pills. ALthough my dad asked me about tobacco and was disappointed (didn't say anything) when I said I do to cut the caffiene buzz. I didn't say I do it once in awhile for relaxation.
 
I would tell them aliens abducted me and have a project "Operation Golden Shower" to anally injected me with methamphetamine for 60 days and watch Faces of Death episodes until I was released into the wild and wooly city of Lost Angels.
 
well admitting i was gay to my parents was extremely easy as i did it when i was 14 yr old (and the same nite my mom told me she was having an affiar and gonna kick my dad out, so i got lucky)
but admitting i did drugs was also rather easy. hmmm, if i had to do them both all over again i guess prob the drug thing, as my mom now always tells me stories of when she was my age and doin acid and weed :)
 
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