In 2010 my dad came out.
(That’s him and me in the picture, a few years earlier).
In part thanks to this poster.
My sister, brother and I were huddled round this poster outside our local cinema.
“So, what would you do if this happened to us?” my dad asked. “Imagine I suddenly turned round and told you I was gay?” We shrugged in that typical indifferent teenage way and muttered something about it only being a film. Jeez dad.
The following week my dad came out.
And I couldn’t be more grateful to have a gay dad.
I am freakin’ proud of him, and here’s why.