My dad thinks my sister who’s straight is in a relationship with her best friend then he decides to go on a little rant about how he has nothing against lesbians but wouldn’t want his children to be in a relationship with one.

Dad, I’m your homosexual daughter. Not my sister omg.

Side note: I told my parents at dinner last night my anxiety about trying to not be a terrible white person in an interracial ~“relationship”~ and they told me to turn off my analytical brain and have fun but like?? I can’t? Do that?