It'll be ok

"Guys," Mark sighs depressingly as they walk up to us, "I found out something fifth hour, in science..."

"What did you find out?" Alexis asks, concerned, "What's it about?"

"Well," Mark starts explaining, "two of our classmates were talking near me and they were talking about Evelyn. They couldn't believe she was arrested, or the fact that one of them hooked up with her three weeks ago. Evelyn cheated on me two weeks before we broke up, she cheated on me so recently..."

"Oh no," Alexis gives Mark a much-needed hug, "that's horrible. But hey, it'll be ok. I know it hurts now, and that's ok. But you guys broke up and she's in jail now. You're going to need some time to move on, and you take that time. You'll feel better over time. We're here for you." she lightly strokes their head as Mark buries their head into her shoulder.

"Don't worry Mark," I try to reassure him, "Alexis is right. It hurts now, but not forever. Wounds heal, but only over time. Just give it some time and you'll feel better."

"Yeah," Laureen also agrees, "Alexis is also right about us being here for you. Because we are now, and always will be. Just remember that you're worthy of love, no matter how much Evelyn might make you think differently. What she did was wrong, the cheating and breaking up with you because you're trans. No one should break up with someone just for wanting to be themselves. I know she's not into girls, but the way she broke up with you isn't ok. Not to mention the times she would cuss you out. It's just not ok."

"But hey," I try to lighten up the mood, "it's ok to not be ok if you know what I mean. You can always call me up when you need to, maybe Alexis and Laureen if they're not busy if you'd like to."

Mark, with their face still buried in Alexis's shoulder, replies a soft, "That would be nice," and continues hugging Alexis with her still stroking their head. "but my parents don't trust me after me telling them I'm not a boy. They despise me and want to disown me. The only reason they haven't is cause they think they could convince me I'm a boy. They often sit me down and lecture me on how I'm a disappointment for wanting to play dress-up. They just don't get it."

As I hear these words, it reminds me of my homophobic parents. What if they're like Mark's parents, saying I'm a disappointment? What if they tell me I'm going to hell? Why would I go to hell just for loving people? The whole point of Christianity is loving your enemies and your neighbor. I don't think all Christians are bad, but they're just more known for saying they'll go to hell. But should I really come out to my parents? Would I regret it? Would they disown me? I don't think I'm ready to come out. I wasn't sure before, and I'm definitely not sure now.