A good chunk of my family is homophobic, mostly the women+my dad. Like called me a slur at my grandfather’s funeral because I wore a suit instead of a dress kinda homophobic. But around my birthday, I was talking to my uncle and his new wife(ergo now my aunt) about how their priest is retiring and the new priest has a really monotone voice. They were discussing other churches and my aunt was like “what about the one on Main Street?” And my fucking uncle responded “I heard they’re homophobic, I don’t want to support that.” And I was like omf because my uncle has never been homophobic or rude to me about my stereotypically queer appearance nor has he been present when my other aunts were being homophobic and I was just so excited because that means he isn’t encouraging me to look how I want just to not hurt my feelings but like he’s an actual ally and if I come out he might support me. And that’s just so exciting to think I might be able to invite someone in my family that isn’t in my generation to my wedding if i end up with a woman.