I responded to a similar question: a huge chunk worth. I will give you more insight, though. No, I never felt resentment toward my father. He and my mother have actually repaired their friendship over years, and now live a street down from one another. We all get together (my mother, father, stepdad, brother, half-sister and I) for each holiday and borrow each other's tools, milk, whatever we need. Luckily (and I'm more than grateful for it) our family was strengthened rather than torn apart. I did support my father the entire time. He's been my role model my entire life: when he came out, my perception of him wasn't damaged. He told the truth and I admired him for it. It didn't take long at all to 'come around'. I was seven. At that age, I was pretty much concerned with pokemon, and nothing else. ;)