"Let Me Introduce You to My Gay Dad..."

No, what?
 Your dad?
 Oh, my God, are you okay?
 I'm fine.
 Are you sure, do you want to talk about?
 No, I don't want to talk about it- I don't want to think about it!
 I want...
 I don't know.
 C'mon, let's go see what's happening at the Gay Union.
 Do you want to go to my room?
 Smoke a joint?
 Yes, I do.
 Caption: My newfound queerness was- No.
 Unable to process the tsunami-like revelation that my father was- no!
 Tsunami-like?
 No.
 Caption: I leapt into my new life with both feet, and I blocked out everything that was happening at home.
 Where the hell are John and Chrisitan?
 John's at Cosgroves, probably.
 Why?
 Because he works there.
 I should have been paying attenti- Caption: I Should Have Been Paying Attention.
 Since when?
 He's been working there for almost a month!
 Caption: I- I Guess I Was Mad At You.
 Where's Christian?
 At Doug's, probably.
 What do you- what do you need?
 Nothing, nothing.
 I'll do it myself.
 My life had just started to open!
 Oh, dammit!
 God, Dammit!
 I didn't- Dad, I had no way of knowing my beginning would be your end.
 Oh, my God, the Brinley!
 Oh, my God, what happened?
 Did it fall?
 Bruce, the painting!
 What happened?
 I threw it down the fucking stairs!
 Why?
 I don't know why!
 I don't know what- '
 Cause no one ever fucking helps me around here!
 Because I cannot stand the sound of your hectoring, shrewed voice.
 You stop!
 You're blaming me, after what you've put me through?
 I'm on edge every minute- Every single person in this town knows what kind of man I am!
 You're the one with a problem!
 I have to be at school.
 I'll be at meetings until they- I'm drawing, I'm drawing, I'm just drawing.
 I'm remembering something, that's all.
 Oh, my God, I don't want to go in.
 It's going to be okay.
 How is it going to be okay?
 Everything's- Who knows.
 Who knows.
 Come on in, let me introduce you to my gay dad.
 You know it's only been three months since I left?
 What happened in three months?
 Hello?
 I don't know where they are.
 Hey, we're here!
 Oh, my God.
 What?
 You described it, but I had no idea.
 Oh, yeah, I guess it's- Oh, you're here.
 Hi, Mom.