Parents should love their children no matter what, and kids should try to understand their parents too.

What would happen if you knew your parents were disappointed in your lifestyle?

That is what happened to the young man in this story, so he attended a pride parade in his parents home town to embarrass them.

Check it out.

My parents shamed me in front of my close friends and family so I shamed them publicly

A bit of backstory:

I was raised in a traditional religious household and my beliefs didn’t quite coincide with those of my parents.

In fact, I didn’t believe in god at all.

I made the mistake of expressing my beliefs to my parents before I was out of the house, so they were constantly looking for ways to “get me right with the lord.”

This revenge story revolves around one of those attempts.

I know this post also shows a more negative side of religion but I’m not trying to bash anyone’s beliefs, I’m just giving my personal experience with some religious people.

When I came out as gay to my parents, they were less than understanding.

She is worried about him.

As my mother sobbed about how her son was going to burn in hell and my father yelled at me for being so stupid.

I realized I probably could have held off on telling them, but the damage was done.

My relationship was never quite the same with them after that.

Soon after my revelation, my mom took me to see a local pastor to “clear my head” and basically convince me to “just be straight,” which was clearly not going to happen.

My father wouldn’t be caught with me on this trip, however, because he was the mayor of our small town.

If word got out about his wayward son’s feelings towards men then his pride would be forever hurt and his public image ruined.

(That was more than a bit of sarcasm but I’m not quite sure how that came out through writing.)

After sitting through my pastor’s awkward response to why I should change my lifestyle I went with my mom back home.

When we arrived at home I was greeted by a living room full of my closest friends and family members with somber, pitying looks.

This is over the top Mom.

Apparently my mother had taken it upon herself to organize an intervention to instill religious ideals into me.

When she sat me down and spoke to me in slow, careful words about how everyone here cared about me and was here to help me with my “little problem” I was beyond mortified.

I sat and listened as those I cared most about in the world spat out Christian cliches and bible verses telling me I would face god’s wrath.

When I finally was released to my room I could barely contain my embarrassment and anger at my parents for humiliating me like that and refusing to accept me.

I later figured out that my dad was pretty upset with my mom for telling people about my coming out but he eventually came to terms with it since all of them swore up and down to tell no one.

However I knew he was really angry that his beautiful reputation might be ruined, not that I was emotionally hurt.

After this my relationship never quite mended with my parents, but luckily I was already a senior and ready to go to college.

I got accepted to a university pretty close to my hometown that was quite accepting and actually up-to-date with modern thinking, so that was good.

I joined the college’s campus pride club and became pretty involved in pride walks and events, and an opportunity presented itself to me that was too good to pass up.

He has to rub it in his parent’s faces.

A pride rally was being held at my local town that I could attend, so I knew what had to be done.

Now just because I’m gay doesn’t mean I dress in rainbows and tiaras all the time, but that’s not what my parents thought.

The stigma associated with being gay in my town was so exaggerated and homophobic that it was almost laughable.

I dressed up in the goofiest, shortest, rainbowiest, clothes that I could find to really drive the point home.

I got as many of my campus pride friends to join in the local rally as well, so the turnout was a bit bigger than expected for the event.

When I finally got there, I walked all up and down the main streets, down my own block, and even past my dad’s place of business and town hall.

Since my hometown is pretty small, most people know each other, so I got plenty of scandalized looks and petty little gasps from people I had met, but the cherry on top came when the local news station came to report on the event.

Now the reporters were technically interviewing random people, but I was more than a bit pushy in getting my own interview.

I got to wave my flag, say my statements, and basically flaunt my truth on what would later become a brief report on the local news.

I bet my dad enjoyed seeing that broadcast all over town while sipping his morning coffee.

As if this wasn’t sweet enough, I actually saw my dad a couple times during the rally.

Since much of the rally was centered around town hall, it was fitting for the mayor to at least make an appearance, and he got a nice good look at me.

This father is disappointed.

The look of disgust and almost fear at what was being done to his precious reputation is one that I will cherish forever.

After I was done doing my damage, I headed on back to my college.

Turns out that my dad didn’t get elected to office again that year and even issued a halfhearted apology for his son’s actions.

Maybe next time he opens a bible, he should read the chapters on love and forgiveness.

Lord knows he needs it.

I’m not sure this is the revenge this guy thinks it is.

Let’s see what the people in the comments say about it.

I agree with this commenter.

This person’s family is very different.

Here is someone from California.

This commenter wants to see his face.

This person is disappointed in the parents.

That’s a weird way to get revenge.

But he had to do something.

If you liked that post, check this one about a guy who got revenge on his condo by making his own Christmas light rules.