- Levi: How did it go?
- Mackenzie: It was *horrible*. It was worse than expected. I don't even wanna talk about it.
- Levi: Oh doll, that's really shitty. I'm so sorry.
- Mackenzie: Like, they didn't even care *at all*. They showed no emotion whatsoever. No, that's a lie. They were like... *happy* about it. Isn't that *sick*?
- Levi: Yeah, that sounds really devastating.
- Mackenzie: I mean, it took me... months to finally...
- Levi: [interrupting] Yes, babe.
- Mackenzie: ...to summon the courage to come out to them and then they just treat it like it's no big deal. Well, I'm sorry, but it is a big deal. Like, they weren't even upset at *at all*. Isn't that fucked? Oh my god! Why are they not upset? Do they not love me?
- Levi: They definitely don't care about you. I mean, my parents told me I was an abomination and that I was gonna burn in *hell* for all eternity.
- Mackenzie: Way to rub it, my face. Oh and, they didn't even tell me that they were proud of me. Isn't that like the *number one* thing you're supposed to tell your gay kid when you come out to them, like... how proud you are of them. I'm pretty sure it's in the gay parent handbook.
- Levi: They must've lost the handbook.
- Mackenzie: I can only come out to them *once* in my whole life and they freaking ruined it for me with their kindness and blatant disregard for my feelings.
- Mackenzie: It's like this women's studies class. I have to do this assignment on post colonial gentrification set in an urban landscape posing in lesbian film.
- Cassie: Did you just take everything you remembered from your art theory class and mush it all together?
- Mackenzie: That is exactly what I just did.