<p>I don't know if this is the place to post it... but I'm looking for as much insight as I can on this situation that happened two nights ago. I'm currently a freshman in college.</p>
<p>Okay, so earlier in the week, an LGBT org that I'm part of invited me, via facebook, to attend an event called National Coming Out Week. Since I'm in college, my mom usually calls to check up on how I'm doing and stuff, right? Well, what I thought was going to be the usual conversation turned into the situation you're about to read. </p>
<p>So, my mom called, and me expecting it to go like usual, she was like "oh hey what's up?" And I just said that everything was good, things were going okay, etc. She then proceeded to ask me if I was alone. She then got onto me about how I decided to Attend the event on Facebook, and began telling me how I shouldn't be a part of these LGBT groups, because she's so worried about me letting the fact that I'm gay become a central part of my life. I think you understand that that isn't what these groups are for. The purpose of them is to provide support and, in a way, a family for kids who go through situations like this. </p>
<p>Now, it's funny that she says that I shouldn't be part of such groups. My family is part of a Down's Syndrome group because, well, my little sister has Down's and they didn't know what to do when they found out that she had it before she was born. I am totally for them being part of it, because the group is made of people who feel like their child is going to be made fun of later or anything like that. What I don't understand is why me being in an LGBT group for much of the same reasons is so different from them being in their Down's Syndrome support group. As she was telling me this, she talked about how being in these LGBT groups were somehow "bad" for me she acknowledged the while they mean well, they aren't the sort of people that I need to fall back on. </p>
<p>At this point, I'm sitting here listening to this gibberish. While this goes on, I'm reflecting on everything that they had done to me these last few years, and I remember all the bull they've given me. </p>
<p>See, after I first came out to them three years prior to this, I remember they told me not to tell anyone else, and to let the ones that I did tell know that I was just joking about it. In another situation a year later, I had a crush on this guy, and when my mom decided to snoop through my text messages one day, they decided to ask me what was up with it, and when I didn't want to talk to them about it, that led to the situation becoming violent. More details on this at another time. On top of that, they are the controlling type parents they never really listened to what I had to say much, so whenever I tried to bring up a point with them, there would be times where our discussions would turn into arguments.</p>
<p>As I'm thinking about the above, I realize how sick and tired I am of them trying to control me. The fact that they are even trying to do so while I'm in college made me realize that I can't just sit here and let them try to tell me how to run my life. It was then that I said "why should it matter that I'm in an LGBT group? I'm here in this big, gigantic city away from that small town I once lived why should we even care?" My mom then told me how I should have be "acting smart" -- meaning, I shouldn't be going public about it due to family members possibly seeing this information and them possibly shunning me or whatever. Then I sit here and wonder why they're so concerned about what I do in college at all. What I am a part of in college should not be any of their concern </p>
<p>So I keep trying to tell them this, and they wouldn't budge, with them telling me the same stuff they had been saying. Well, I'm obviously not happy with the fact that they are trying to tell me what I can and cannot be apart of, especially when they are part of a support group that serves the same purpose, but for a different group of people. I told my mother that I had to go, and I said goodbye, at which point I hung up. They called back about 3 or 4 times, and I didn't pick up, because I was so ****ed off with what they were trying to do. My dad then texted me saying that when he and the family came down next weekend, he wanted me to give him my computer and phone to him, as well as possibly looking for a job. Me becoming scared as can be, I called a few other friends, and even got an adult involved because I was so lost. The adult, my best friend's mother, was able to relate to me, but then after awhile, she sent me a Facebook message that was quite similar to what my parents were telling me </p>
<p>As I was calling another friend, my dad texted a few minutes later saying that he was going to deactivate my phone this upcoming Monday. At this point, I called back, and then this long ass discussion ensued. Basically, they told me the same stuff as above, told me to start going to church more, to read the bible (specifically proverbs), and to not go to these groups, as well as to keep my focus on my studies. Uh I agree with the keep on my studies, but listen here, I will not be forced to live the way my parents want me to live. That is a bunch of baloney.</p>
<p>After all of this, my parents ended up letting me keep the computer and stuff. But still, this is very nerve wracking to me for this to even have happened the way it did.</p>
<p>And another thing, going to church is basically like going to these groups so, basically, I get the feeling they really want to try to "purify" me, rather than help me. So yeah.</p>
<p>The thing that upsets me most is that they made the general idea of an LGBT group seem bad, when clearly it's not. Also, I swear that they care about what others think of them. They adamantly claimed that they don't, but the way they reacted to the fact that I wanted to be part of National Coming Out Week suggests otherwise.</p>
<p>After all this, they then told me that we were gonna have me delete my facebook because it was "too distracting" I agree that it is rather distracting at times, but I honestly get the feeling that they want me to delete it for other reasons </p>
<p>I just need insight as to what I should do my parents tell me to go to them for stuff like this but the fact that they are being counterintuitive isn't exactly helpful. Top that with the fact that they are still trying to punish me like I'm five years old while I'm in college I'm just I don't know who else to turn to anymore. I don't know if I can even believe what I think anymore because of how my parents are. I just ugh. what can I do to cope with my parents? How can I be myself when it seems like they're still watching me from far away? Am I right to even be reacting the way I did?</p>