I have very mixed feelings about homosexuality. I feel that it is sinful and wrong. Though I also feel that there are many sins, that homosexuality shouldn't be looked at as especially heinous.
I am reading the book called fun house which is a graphic memoir. Written by a lesbian, whose Dad was had several pederastic sexual relationships while married to her mom. Then he ended up "killing himself". The book seems to scoop out part of my soul and lay it bearand raw. It evokes a fear in me that the fathers fate could be my own. That there are tendencies with in me that may some day over through my psyche.

Plus pained childhoods are a soar subject for me.