I can't imagine what that would have been like. Like you, I can hear the comments as well.Never, ever would I tell my parents or family! I can already hear the comments and it would not be fun!! Bad enough when I told them I was Bi!
Man I’d love to find out my sister was into itMy mom and sister know, but I don't talk to my mom that much. My sister has been in the lifestyle WAY longer than me.
Now are you into your Sister ?Man I’d love to find out my sister was into it
Did you feel obliged to inform them? Peer pressure? We are under no moral obligation to tell our pareants, or anybody else, anything about our private lives. I would discourage people from revealing aspects of their lives that should be and remain private.Has anyone told their parents about their zoosexuality? I did years ago, and I kind of regret it, because now whenever I say "someday I will get [animal]", one of them says "are you going to have sex with it"? It's an annoyance that I can't undo.
You have non to say. Sometimes people spy o presume that you fuck your petDid you feel obliged to inform them? Peer pressure? We are under no moral obligation to tell our pareants, or anybody else, anything about our private lives. I would discourage people from revealing aspects of their lives that should be and remain private.
Edit: Apologies, I didn't realise how old the post is.
Let’s broach the subjectMan I’d love to find out my sister was into it
i wouldn’t imagine in most scenarios this would EVER end well lmaoHas anyone told their parents about their zoosexuality? I did years ago, and I kind of regret it, because now whenever I say "someday I will get [animal]", one of them says "are you going to have sex with it"? It's an annoyance that I can't undo.
Congratulations on that going well for you!!! You are so brave. ???Just told my dad tonight. Not sure why I did. He took it well though thank god
The only problem is I only told him because he just left the family. Like go to get the milk kinda left. I found out after returning home from a trip to Six Flags with a group of friends (I dont live on my own yet). He claimed it was because he didn't get enough support from us for his "mental health issues," which got me pissed off at him (only because he is a massive narcissist and hypocrite), so I went against him and fought it saying he's not the only one who has had issues, and that I have had my own that I've kept secret to no put a rift in everyone's lives. Obviously I don't struggle anymore, but I used to (with being a zoophile). It led down a path where he said he got no support, to which I responded that at least he can get support from other people besides us, whereas I could never. He still didn't seem to care and only cared about himself, so finally I told him. When the weight of my reality hit him I think was the first time I've ever seen him not focus on himself. Instead of being all snotty and whatnot like he was, he changed and we have gotten on good terms (for now).Congratulations on that going well for you!!! You are so brave. ???
Wow. that was definitely different than what I was imagining, and thanks so much for sharing more of the backstory with me. It's interesting that you sharing that with him brought a positive change, even if for the short term. I do hope though that it lasts. Perhaps your experiences brought him some healthy perspective. In my experience when I've told people they seem to suddenly want to share their deepest darkest secret, and then to me they are still like "but you're wrong"The only problem is I only told him because he just left the family. Like go to get the milk kinda left. I found out after returning home from a trip to Six Flags with a group of friends (I dont live on my own yet). He claimed it was because he didn't get enough support from us for his "mental health issues," which got me pissed off at him (only because he is a massive narcissist and hypocrite), so I went against him and fought it saying he's not the only one who has had issues, and that I have had my own that I've kept secret to no put a rift in everyone's lives. Obviously I don't struggle anymore, but I used to (with being a zoophile). It led down a path where he said he got no support, to which I responded that at least he can get support from other people besides us, whereas I could never. He still didn't seem to care and only cared about himself, so finally I told him. When the weight of my reality hit him I think was the first time I've ever seen him not focus on himself. Instead of being all snotty and whatnot like he was, he changed and we have gotten on good terms (for now).