i was raised in a polish catholic household. my father pointed at black people in public and said "look at that monkey!" - my father told me homosexuals are disgusting. my father midgendered a family member who transitioned at every opportunity with a mocking tone. i got severe brainrot from that and my underage ass had unsupervised internet access... you can figure out how that went. i had all these brainworms, was active on 4chan and posted stupid shit like "haha 13/52" - as soon as i turned 18 and experienced freedom i realized i was queer and was coping all my life. due to my job i also got a sense of community with people of different races and backgrounds. i never approved of my dads overt racism (thank god), so i didn't alienate my new community. that's when i realized the media landscape i surrounded myself with was against me and the people who positively influenced me. from there on it took like 2 years to get "healed". i probably have skeletons in my closet and ongoing brainworms - but i learned to accept my past and my influences. and i learned to change my mind and question my own opinions. i'm not a saint tho but i'm willing to learn :3