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Coming Out

This is a Taiwanese show talking about parents' and the children's perspectives on the issue of coming out. 

I really feel like getting to know these individuals and giving them a hug. They are just so beautiful. We are beautiful. To 99.99 % of us, being gay is not a choice. And by listening to their coming out experiences, I feel affirmed and am glad that we are not just sexual beings, and we should never walk down the path of being obsessed with cocks and 6-packs, we still belong to a wider society and deep down, it's our families that we want to gain acceptance from. 

I love coming out stories. They are so precious in my opinion, almost more important than my first sexual encounter. 

And there's one point raised by one of the guests in the show. 

'If children born with disabilities are often given names/ treated by their parents as angels, as special gifts from God, then why can't parents whose children are gays view their children as special rather than abnormal?' 

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  1. The reason some parents can accept their disabled children as special because they know it's irreversible. Many think gays can be 'cured'

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  2. Stories of coming out are touching, if one's blessed with open-minded families.

    Spend some time watch this clip as well:
    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K_nMHDA-lFk

    Sometimes I feel families might already know the truth, but they're waiting for you to talk to them.

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    1. Thanks for the link!

      But do people record their conversations with other people normally?? haha

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  3. Watched it before!! Got few moments really made me wanan cry T.T Even parents don't accept, we still their children and they still our parents forever with love.

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