“Mom, dad. I’m gay.” Your brother announces.

“Boy when you grow up you’re gonna find a nice lady, make sure you act tough. You’ll be living a life like Barbie and Ken. Come on suck it up, forget this nonsense” Your parents say to him.

“But what if he wants Ken not Barbie? Why should he have to say sorry? Tell me do you even listen to all the dumb stuff you’re slipping. We can love who we want to. So don’t say he’s not supposed to. If he loves Ken not Barbie, he shouldn’t have to say sorry.” You say, defending him.