This came up on my Facebook today, one of my friends shared it. I mean the article itself is not all that special. I honestly didn’t even click on it to read it. But it’s clearly a article about wedding songs and there’s a picture of two women getting married. And not just any to women of course!!
But I wanted to give props to Buzzfeed for choosing to put two women on the front because even though it shouldn’t be something surprising anymore, it still is and you know at least one person with their head still in their ass is going to say something. But I believe that this is something that should be normalized. I should scroll down my feed and not be impressed by a picture of two women going with an article talking about a wedding. Yet here we still stand…. (Also, how much would Stef and Lena freak out over this??)
Summary: Lena has offered up the Adams Foster home to teach Gay Sex Ed to interested students. Stef is less than enthused, particularly when she gets roped into teaching. Lena promises to be by her side the entire time, but how will Stef handle a dozen gaybies when their questions get oh so personal?
Author’s Note: @hyadamsfoster posted a close-up picture of Lena’s flyer for Gay Sex Ed at the Adams Foster Home. All I could think about was poor Stef.
Adams Foster Home
“Is that everything?” Stef asked her wife after carting another chair into their living room.
“Do you think we have enough food?” Lena asked.
Stef looked around at the bowls filled with a variety of offerings. “We’ve got fruit, granola bars, donuts, candy, water, soda. That should just about hold them before the hollow legs start trembling.”
“Okay.” Lena checked her watch again, which read 9:35. “I asked Jenna to be here by 9:00.”
Stef gave Lena a look. Seriously? This was Jenna they were talking about.
“My goal was 9:30.”
“The kids won’t start arriving until 10. She’s got plenty of time,” Stef assured as she threw on her jacket and grabbed her keys.
“Stef, Stef, where are you going?”
“Lena, it’s Saturday, I’m going to Costco. Unless you want to see what starving teenagers really look like. Particularly those with parents who are out of wine.”
“You can’t go. I thought you’d stay,” Lena said. And she gave Stef the look.
Stef snorted and gave her wife a peck on her pouting lips.
“No you didn’t.”
“You don’t have to teach. But some of them could have questions that Jenna and I can’t answer.”
“I have faith in your expertise on this subject,” Stef replied.
“Lena. This was your idea, and I fully support it. But this isn’t…” Stef shook her head.
“What if I?” Lena whispered the rest into Stef’s ear and Stef smirked ever so softly, giving Lena some hope.
“Really?” Stef asked.
Lena nodded, hopeful. “Stef, come on. How bad could it be?”
My family knew I was gay before me but I'm not out
Ever since I was about 7, every time I would say “mom, I need to talk to you about something”, she would immediately ask if I was gay with a worried expression. I’d say no, of course not and she’d be relieved. From that, I knew I couldn’t be gay.
Ever since I was little my dad makes gay jokes at my expense. If I had a boyfriend coming over, he’d say “I thought you liked girls lol” in a condescending manner. Or “when is she coming” or “who is she” it was always in a condescending way. Like it was a bad thing. Even though my dad is Democratic and didn’t think being gay is wrong (I know this now). He was still raised differently to think it wasn’t offensive and off putting to a young child trying to understand relationships of any kind, platonic or romantic. He knows it bothers me so now he goes and talking about “the faggots”. It hurts and it mages it more difficult for me.
My parents always thought I would be gay. And they weren’t keen on showing that they’d be accepting.
I see younger people on the internet nowadays and I wish I had that. I didn’t want anything associated with anything LGBT when I was younger, I was already struggling and weird enough. It took me over 17 years to understand my sexuality. I spent my past teen years in denial and saying I was just a little bisexual.
But guys, I’m gay. I’m gay. I’m gay. I look at Stef and Lena on the fosters and I want that. I want the ups and the downs and the everything. I look at girl boy relationships and I feel nothing. I see girl girl relationships and I have a longing in my heart and in my gut and I know that it’s right and that that is what I want.