So I sometimes do some volunteer work at the local hospital supporting and mostly listening to terminal patients 16 years and under. Not a fun thing but very satisfying in its own way. However today something happend that goes beyond my understanding...
There is this one patient, He is 12 yo and probably won't make 13. So today he asked me if I wanted to be there while he told his parents something important and I agreed (of course).
Turns out, while he was in hospital he fell in love with another boy on the same ward... His parents did not take the news well.
At first they blamed me (seeing as I am a gay male) for giving their son weird ideas that it is alright to be gay...
Now I didn't argue with them 'cause I didn't think it the time or place and if that's the way the need to cope... fine, in the interest of their son I will take the blame if need be.
But then they turned on their own kid! Going so far as to say to him they were glad he was dying so he couldn't spread this disease!!!
Now... you may or may not agree with homosexuality, that is your right and frankly I don't care... But as a dad the only thing in life I fear is to outlive my own kid...
And if that would happen and by some miracle my son would still find love, even if it's just puppy-love in that tiny window he has... I would celebrate it!
I can not, for the life of me, understand parents telling their dying son it's a good thing he is dying...
Sorry guys, but I just had to tell someone...
If any moderator feels it necessary to close this thread, go ahead. I just had to vent as not to explode.
UPDATE : So today was rough... a lot of tears were shed.
"They can accept I'm dying, they can accept I'm in pain but they cannot accept I am in love...not the first or second but THAT makes them rage. Why? It's messed up"
I honestly didn't have a reply... I just held him as tightly as I could and cried with him.
I wanted to tell him it might just be their emotional response, that they didn't mean it, etc. but I couldn't...
But there was also a little bit of good today I wanted to share : The other boy's mom, (single parent) despite being strong Catholic accepted the situation without reserve or hesitation and was genuinely happy for both her own son and him. She said something that made me tear up and I think is really powerful :
"I believe in God. I believe even if I do not understand. If I have faith despite Him taking my child so soon from this world I can have faith in this too. It is not for me to understand, it is for me to support my son in his hour of need"
And I am to tell all of you : "Thank you so much for being nice people. Especially those that do not agree but still wish me to be happy"
There is this one patient, He is 12 yo and probably won't make 13. So today he asked me if I wanted to be there while he told his parents something important and I agreed (of course).
Turns out, while he was in hospital he fell in love with another boy on the same ward... His parents did not take the news well.
At first they blamed me (seeing as I am a gay male) for giving their son weird ideas that it is alright to be gay...
Now I didn't argue with them 'cause I didn't think it the time or place and if that's the way the need to cope... fine, in the interest of their son I will take the blame if need be.
But then they turned on their own kid! Going so far as to say to him they were glad he was dying so he couldn't spread this disease!!!
Now... you may or may not agree with homosexuality, that is your right and frankly I don't care... But as a dad the only thing in life I fear is to outlive my own kid...
And if that would happen and by some miracle my son would still find love, even if it's just puppy-love in that tiny window he has... I would celebrate it!
I can not, for the life of me, understand parents telling their dying son it's a good thing he is dying...
Sorry guys, but I just had to tell someone...
If any moderator feels it necessary to close this thread, go ahead. I just had to vent as not to explode.
UPDATE : So today was rough... a lot of tears were shed.
"They can accept I'm dying, they can accept I'm in pain but they cannot accept I am in love...not the first or second but THAT makes them rage. Why? It's messed up"
I honestly didn't have a reply... I just held him as tightly as I could and cried with him.
I wanted to tell him it might just be their emotional response, that they didn't mean it, etc. but I couldn't...
But there was also a little bit of good today I wanted to share : The other boy's mom, (single parent) despite being strong Catholic accepted the situation without reserve or hesitation and was genuinely happy for both her own son and him. She said something that made me tear up and I think is really powerful :
"I believe in God. I believe even if I do not understand. If I have faith despite Him taking my child so soon from this world I can have faith in this too. It is not for me to understand, it is for me to support my son in his hour of need"
And I am to tell all of you : "Thank you so much for being nice people. Especially those that do not agree but still wish me to be happy"
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