Life is a series of choices — what to have for lunch, where to go to college, when to come out to Mom and Dad and, most importantly for this story, when to work on that beach-ready bod.
From the depths of Reddit comes this cautionary tale about the importance of the nuclear family and the bonds that tie it together. So easily they can fray, over seemingly so little.
A distraught 20-year-old sister, we’ll call her Rachel, fills in the details:
I feel like I am slowly losing my mind.
So over the summer my brother Jake (19) and I came home from college and he was was planing to tell the others that he was gay. It was all he talked about on the way home. Our mother picked us up at the airport and took us home. My brother Will (14) said hello to us and made us breakfast. He told us he had to go; he had to be at the lake for his workout.
The board is set and the game begins. Why is Rachel descending slowly into madness? Will Jake finally come out? And what 14-year-old really says he needs to head out to the lake for his workout?
So many questions.
Jake asked Will to wait and Will said, “Dude, I literally can’t. I’m paying money for this session. I don’t get a refund or extra time.” Will is really into fitness/body building. He told us he was sorry and he would be back in 2 hours. So Jake sat myself, my two sisters and our parents down to come out as gay. Will came home and asked Jake what he wanted to tell him and Jake was being immature and said “don’t worry about it.” Will found out from Hannah (13).
Seems like all’s well that ends well to us, but something isn’t right.
Jake last night was talking to me about how rude Will was. I told him Will was trying to apologize.
Now Jake was intoxicated and he told me how our mother planned to disown Will for not being there for the announcement. I spoke to my mother and she all but confirmed this. She does not want a son who puts working out before family. I feel like I am the only sane person left in the world and could use some help.
The comments can be summarized with two simple words: “That’s crazy.”
In the (likely) case that this is a big meaty lie sandwich, this story is just nutty enough to make for one excellent Lifetime movie. Lake Of Fire, Feelings Of Another Brother, Waiting For What’s Real — we’d probably watch it.
And if it’s an honest tale of stubborn miscommunication, we hope Rachel moves far away from her whack job family and gets herself a good therapist.
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